Parenting is Tiring

Getting the boys all rounded up in the evening, getting them to clean up their room and the den — their toys seem to just explode to fill all available space in those two rooms.

Then getting them into the bath, washed, and then out of the bath.

Then reading books.

Then herding them to bed. Then getting them quiet. Then getting them still. Then getting them quiet again. Then getting them still again.

. . . five minutes . . .

Then getting them quiet and still again.

. . . ten minutes . . .

Then getting them quiet and still again.

Then cleaning up the house.

Even co-working with Cowgrit, this whole thing sometimes is just so exhausting. I think it was especially bad last night because I haven’t gotten any good exercise in three or four days. I just felt blah. I just wanted to lie down and go to sleep.

But going to bed so early means I miss the only couple or so hours in the day where I could do stuff I need and want to do, like write or play a computer game. If I go to bed and go to sleep, when I wake up in the morning I realize I’m just starting the whole thing over again from zero — I haven’t advanced.

I really need to get some exercise. I really have to get up out of this blah. I went to bed early last night, but today, I’m going to get exercise some how some way.

Bullgrit
bullgrit@totalbullgrit.com