☆★Today’s post is Day 8 of the #31WriteNow blog challenge. I’m posting a new entry every day for the month of August★☆
Lately I feel like I’ve become part of the zombie apocalypse. I am on a constant tank of E. There’s very little energy and very little time to recharge. Between the commute getting me and Todd to work, cooking, cleaning, loving on Tempess, feeding Tové, and Tempess waking up in the middle of the night, there’s just no time.
I had a routine and it was working great. Then I got sick. Then entered the third uncomfortable trimester. Then we moved. Then I delivered Tové. Then I was adjusting to Mommydom x 2. Then I went back to work. And now it’s hard as hell getting back into a routine. I’m just tired. And sore. All. The. Time.
Where’s the magical time management pill that lets me get everything done in 12 hours with 12 hours to myself?