When you are swamped with homework, somehow you think that, once the stress is over, you'll have endless time to do everything. You also don't realise that you've been making plans/promises for everything you'll do "once this stress is over." And then you realise that the stress isn't over. (Yesterday I spent the entire day grocery shopping and washing dishes -- it had been a long time since we had done either.)
This week, I need to:
- Finish toddler-proofing the house, vacuum and do laundry. Oh, that includes cleaning my room, and eliminating "Mount Kleenex." Disinfect the house.
- Watch the stack of movies that Meg and I rented yesterday, (three 2-day renters) assuming that "now that the semester is over, we have so much time".
- Complete the address book for my wedding invitations, export that into a database and print the envelopes, photocopy the invitations at Staples, buy labels for the RSVP envelopes, and print up the RSVP cards.
- Begin babysitting this afternoon. Her mom's still off from work today, but has somewhere to go in the afternoon and asked if I'd take the kiddy anyway. And then continue to babysit said child for every weekday for the rest of the month. Oh, and she's going through a fairly high-maintenance 2-year-old stage right now -- temper tantrums and all that.
But I'm free! Until Dr. B returns my draft, I have nothing to do! Right?