If skunks do it, why can’t I?

Bears do it.

Skunks do it.

Even bees do it.

So it’s not such a stretch of the imagination to want to hibernate every once in a while.

Four month nap? Don't mind if I do...

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The last few months have defined a new normal for our family: kindergarten, school buses, packed lunches.  Early (reeeeally early) mornings.  New responsibilities at work and at home.

I’ve been burning the candle at both ends to keep up with these changes.  They are all great in the long run, but just because it’s good doesn’t mean it’s easy.

I’ve become a full-time working mom who also is a part-time stay at home mom.  I work 35 hours in the office but I’m home by 2:20 each afternoon when that school bus rolls in.

Regardless of the hour, trust that I'm late for something.

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Surprisingly, I adore being at work early.  I have a full hour (or even 2!) of quiet time to get real work done before I march through my parade of endless meetings.

Not surprisingly, I love being there when Peanut gets off the bus. We sit, we snack, we unpack her bag.  I hear whatever she wants to share about her day and we spend the afternoons finding creative ways to do homework, enjoy the outdoors, or just playing.

The assignment was, "Draw and label a fall scene." We chose our front porch and set up an outdoor art station.

But my new schedule means I’ve lost any give in my day.  There’s no time to drop off a prescription or pick up the dry cleaning.  There’s no stolen time to catch up with a friend or peruse the makeup aisle in Target.  Every second of my waking day, from 5:30 am to 7:30pm, I’m either a mom or an employee.

I’m not complaining.  I do realize that these are first world problems or, as my mom would call them, “delicious dilemmas.”  I’m just validating (to myself) why I’ve been a little overwhelmed lately.

But when I recently became jealous of the fuzzy woodland creatures preparing to climb into a hidey-hole until Spring, I realized that I needed to address the issue directly.

We had planned to take the kids to visit family this weekend.  But when I talked it over with B, he offered to take the kids on his own and let me have 24 hours to just be.

<pause for a moment of silent awe at my amazing partner>

So what did I do with my 24 hours of hibernation?  I was completely and totally selfish.

I spent five hours shopping (with coupons and gift cards) and then Facebooked about it.

Oh, and those shoes? I may cuddle with them tonight.


I cleaned out a closet and assembled some clothes for donation.  (This actually is selfish because I’ve been complaining about the clutter for months.)

I ordered Chinese food delivery and ate right out of the box.  On the couch.  Without a napkin.

I like to live on the edge.

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I watched hours of worthless television.

Well hellllooooo, Vampire Diaries. So nice to meet you.

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I went to bed late and slept in even later.

Just like this but with less eye make up and more drool.

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In the morning, I drank a whole pot of coffee.  Then watched more worthless television (I get some points here for folding laundry while watching tv, right?  RIGHT?)

And like that skunk, I emerged from my hibernation feeling refreshed, relaxed, and rejuvenated.

Let's just hope I smell better.





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