IN many of my jobs in the past, I’ve had to apportion my time.
Now as someone who works completely based on the amount of time I work for clients, I keep exact timesheets, so I know how long I spent on which client, and I know what to charge for that time.
I’ve become so accustomed to clocking in and out of my timesheet software, or making a mental note of how long I spent in a meeting, or out on a media event, that I’ve started to mentally apportion everything I do.
My days now almost take a modular form, of course they vary, but when Erin’s at nursery for example, they go a little something like this:
Erin waking up/miscellaneous racing around looking for the cats
Erin breakfast time - a mish mash of weetabix flying around and pointing out every animal she can spot in the garden
Getting Erin ready - more chasing around the house - normally one clothing item per room
Getting me ready - just how quickly can I do this while the little lady’s still engrossed by the Tweenies?!
The nursery drop off
Start work - here my actual time sheets kick in, you don’t need to know that level of detail!
The nursery pick up
Home for two and a half hours of play time
Erin’s bath time, followed by getting ready for bed, a cup of milk
Obligatory Night Garden and Peppa Pig
Erin bedtime
Eat, sit and undoubtedly watch some sort of American series
Sleep.
Is it modular, or is it just routine?! I have to say whatever it is, I’m a bit lost without it. Last week when chicken pox ensued and nursery was out of the equation, my pattern of events was all to cock! I literally didn’t feel like I was functioning properly.
I know they say children really need routine, and by they, I mean the people who write the baby books and those who do a lot of nodding and tilting of the head when they talk to you about your ‘parenting style’ - believe me there’s no style to these parents, just a hop, skip and a jump from day-to-day, hoping we’re doing the best for her!
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