Friday went like this:
7 a.m. Time to get up and to wake up Evangeline.
7-8 a.m. Get Evangeline her breakfast, pick out her clothes, make her lunch. Take Synthroid.
8 a.m. Take Evangeline to school.
8:30 a.m. Get home from dropping Evangeline off. Grab some breakfast.
8:45 a.m. Go with Rachel and Natasha to Rache's preschool.
10-11 a.m. Watch Rachel and her classmates perform a circus.
11:30 a.m. Return home. Prepare lunch for everyone.
Noon. Go outside, dig up goldenrod, chrysanthemums, Rose of Sharons, and possible forsythia to take to Evangeline's charter school for planned flower bed, saving school a small fortune on plants.
1:15 p.m. Pick up Evangeline at school. Work with her and Rachel to transplant aforementioned plants into pots with enough potting soil for them to survive until planting time in a few weeks. Also, water the seedlings in the greenhouse.
2:30 p.m. Parent-teacher-student conference with Evangeline's teachers.
3:10 p.m. Back home. Get the children a snack, then finish grocery list.
4 p.m. Go shopping.
6 p.m. Time for dinner. Wimp out and eat premade food.
7 p.m. Start load of laundry.
7:15 p.m. Fold previous load of clean laundry and put it away.
8 p.m. Begin cleaning dishes to put into dishwasher.
8:30 p.m. Bedtimes! Assist with bedtime rituals, including teeth brushing, stories, and goodnight kisses and prayers.
9 p.m. Put laundry into dryer.
9:15 p.m. Resume cleaning dishes.
9:40 p.m. Start dishwasher.
9:42 p.m. Oh boy! Time for myself!
I suspect this complaint is universal to housemoms and housedads everywhere.