There’s always time for tea

At least there’s always Time for Tea

“There is always time for tea.”

The funny thing about making promises to myself while trying to be a full-time mom to a tyrannical not-yet-2-year-old is that I never actually have time to fulfill those promises. Ok so maybe it’s not as much a ‘funny thing’ as it is a frustrating and annoying and makes-me-want-to-scream thing.

Anyhow, here’s the real ‘thing’: When you have your hands (and thoughts) full of housework, cooking, cleaning, and an energetic toddler, it’s hard as hell to find time to do things for yourself. Scratch that, you DO get time to do things for yourself, it’s just that when you get that time your motivation is at zero and sitting with your feet up for a few minutes seems oh-so-much more enticing than doing more ‘things’.

It’s all well and good to say that you need to make the time and make the effort and all that jazz, but when push comes to shove, the promises you’re most likely to break are the ones you made to yourself. I don’t care what anyone else says, keeping house and caring for a toddler is hard, and it’s exhausting, and it’s never-ending. So yes, when I do manage to get some free time, I end up lying flat on the carpet in the middle of the living room in an attempt to quell the ache in my back, and distractedly scroll through Twitter and 9GAG to relax.

Theoretically, I could be using that time to do all those things I keep telling myself I should be doing, like blogging, exercising, removing that week-old nail polish from my toes, and maybe hemming that skirt I bought a month ago but haven’t actually worn yet because it’s too long on me, but that my friend requires motivation and motivation doesn’t exactly grow on trees.

I could be doing all those things, but I could also be sitting with my feet up and watching an hour of grownup TV while the baby sleeps because oh my god if I have to listen to the Elmo song one more time I just might through myself out the window and that is something that should probably be avoided.

Am I lazy? Probably. Do I lack passion? No. The way I see it, I only have so much energy for any given day and if I spend it all taking care of my baby and doing housework, that’s not time wasted, it just leaves no energy left to do more ‘things’.


Oh well, there’s always time for other things once the baby is a little older and in preschool, but till then, at least there’s always time for tea.

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