It was a Friday. I was by myself. Relaxed and eating sushi in a restaurant.
NO! I swear this is not a dream.
Last week I actually found myself getting out of a meeting early, with an hour still to spare before the babysitter needed to be relieved.
Really? Yes! What’s a mom to do?
All I knew with certainty is that I definitely wasn’t going home, and:
- I couldn’t work (I wasn’t near my office or computer)
- I couldn’t call my husband (he was in the midst of a meeting)
- I had no friends available to meet up with (they were all either a.) working themselves or b.) with their kids – and *important detail here* – I wasn’t working AND I was kid-less…)
I remember vividly the following thought process: It’s lunch time… I guess I could drive through somewhere. OR eat in… WAIT… Sushi!? … Yum!
And I thought to myself, what a guilty pleasure it was to have one unplanned, uninterrupted, hour of extra time. All. to. myself.
(See self-taken iPhone photo as proof! —>)
The Swap (Earlier that week)
To do a little comparison, lets back track a little shall we? Lets go back to… say… a 2 1/2 hour time span on Wednesday.
It was a not-so-beautiful Wednesday evening and my husband and I had timed it perfectly – both pulling into the parking lot at about exactly the same time.
The afternoon rush started around four.
4:00 p.m. – Kids get dropped off (late) by the school bus
4:05 p.m. – Sort through school bags, get homework started, pack tomorrow’s lunches
4:25 p.m. – Get everyone changed into soccer gear
4:30 p.m. (Promptly!) – Round up everyone into the car
4:45 p.m. – Drop off my son at speech
5:00 p.m. – Drop off my daughter at soccer practice
5:30 p.m. – Pick up my son from speech
5:45 p.m. – Drop off my son at soccer practice
6:15 p.m. – Pick up my Daughter from soccer practice
Which takes us to 6:30 p.m. and the “swap” – the swap that we timed perfectly in a RiteAid parking lot.
My husband (who had picked up our son from soccer at 6:30) swapped cars with me to take all three kids home for dinner. And I? Well I got 5 minutes in the car All. By. Myself…
… to go to our elementary school’s Parent Organization meeting.
As I relish the 5 minutes of silence in the car, I think to myself:
—> What would I do with just one extra hour… to myself?
The Options of Just an Hour
What would I do if given just one extra hour?
One extra hour in which I wasn’t:
- Rushing from activity to activity?
- Working to keep the house clean?
- Trying to fit in a little more writing, or a little more grading, or a few more email responses?
- Fighting to maintain peace among a sometimes hostile clan of siblings?
- Or struggling to schedule just one more appointment for flu shots or an orthodontist visit or a dental cleaning or well checks or even broken pinkie problems?
With just one more hour all to myself I might:
- Hang out in the shower a couple minutes longer.
- Or better yet, take a bubble bath!
- Go on a bike ride all by myself (and still have time to take a shower afterwards!)
- Call a friend to catch-up with (however this would entail that the friend also have a few extra minutes to herself, which could get tricky…)
- Have another piece of cheese – with a glass of wine – while reading blogs on my iPad in our La-Z-Boy chair
- Get an hour massage (although this would also require extra $ funds all to myself!)
- Watch somebody ELSE clean my house (while I have another piece of cheese – with a glass of wine – while reading blogs on my iPad in our La-Z-Boy chair!)
Schedule a vacation.Go to a travel agent to schedule a tropical vacation. (Again, extra $ funds needed – but hey, lets not dwell on this…)
- Play our piano (without the extra key poundings brought to you by my three “little Mozarts”)
- Eat sushi.
Which takes me to Friday. Where I miraculously was given just one extra hour.
I think I used it wisely? Wouldn’t you agree?
Tell me, what would you do with just one extra hour?
This week I am linking up with Stasha at The Good Life for her
“Monday Listicles” on the topic of: Guilty Pleasures.