Time is something I used to think there was never enough of. Now, I have a lot more. And next year when Kosty goes to all day school, I will have even more. I constantly think about the best ways to use my time. Sometimes I think I fill it very well (running, mopping, laundry, and blurbing--wednesday). But then there was Tuesday: staying in my pajamas all day long with a heating pack on my cramps and a remote in my hand. Loser.
This year is great. I have 3 hours daily of alone time. Housework, running, volunteering, planning lessons, reading, grocery shopping, blogging, bill paying, etc etc etc--have kept me plenty busy.
Next year will be different. I will have 8-3 everyday to myself, not what I had pictured. My mind is heavy with ideas of whether I should get a part time job or go back to school. I feel like that is more than enough time to for the regular mom stuff and I will want to be more productive. I didn't plan on this free time coming to me so soon. I wish it didn't. I had 'planned' on spending at least 5 more years having kids and not worrying about what else to spend my time doing. I would so much rather be spending my time doing what I love the very most: raising babies. hmpf.
But, life is strange. I am on His timetable and goodness I don't understand it sometimes, but I have to keep the faith that He knows me best. He knows what I need best. He knows best.
So for now, I'm open to brilliant suggestions (in the job or school realm).
**don't get me wrong...I know so many of you are thinking how 'lucky' I am to have extra time. It definitely is something to look forward to when your last baby goes to school; when you are done with having babies.