Timer

I did something revolutionary last night - I took time FOR MYSELF. It was awesome! Evelynne had just gone to bed and I was cleaning up the dinner remnants when I looked at the clock...almost 9pm...ok, I'm thinking, I still have to pick up the living room, make some baby food, do laundry, clean up the kitchen...and then it hit me - I'm TIRED. Some of those things really aren't that important. So I decided I would give myself 15 minutes - and I even set a timer - to get the most important things done before I had to stop and relax. So that's what I did. I set the timer and got to work. And John even came in an helped. I was amazed at what we could get done in 15 minutes. It was great. And when the timer went off we walked out of the kitchen, hi-fived each other, and sat down to relax. John played a football game on the XBox and I started the 1st Harry Potter book. I haven't actually read any of the Harry Potter's. I'm a little behind, can you tell? I was almost giddy to be sitting on the coach reading at a normal hour of the evening. The last time I did that it was after 11 and I was up until at least 1am. That was dumb...I was trashed the next day!

Anyway, it was fun to relax for a minute. I know when more children come I'll have to really make personal time a priority or I will go insane. I'm gonna start now so I'm in the habit!
And ps - I think I have freakishly high cleanliness standards or something...I hate clutter and I hate mess. Especially in my kitchen. If the kitchen in dirty, the whole house feels dirty. I'm weird, I know. But I can't go to bed with a dirty kitchen. The rest is managable as long as the kitchen is clean. The end.