I am on vacation for the next twelve days (from only one job). I am not going anywhere. I don’t know why I thought I needed twelve days off but I’m taking it. My plans are deep cleaning my house, finishing up the two rooms we have torn apart, watching all the shows I have on my DVR (which includes 24 episodes of The Young and the Restless, several Hallmark Movie and Mysteries and Real Housewives of everywhere).
Day One (Friday) : Today my goals are, cleaning the bathroom and go to Walmart. I will also try to clear some of the stuff of my DVR. In the afternoon my daughter is coming over and we are going to eat.
Day two (Saturday): I didn’t get the bathroom cleaned and I didn’t go to Walmart. I watched six episodes of Y & R and some other shows. I also took two naps. My daughter and I went to eat. She choose Subway, which I was kind of disappointed about. We had a nice time for a bout three minutes when we got a call and had to go home. Goals for Saturday are, clean the bathroom (which really needs it now), go to Walmart and go to lunch with Ty and Anna.
Day three (Sunday): Once again didn’t get the bathroom cleaned and didn’t go to Walmart. Went to the city to eat sushi. My friends tricked me in to going shopping, which they know I hate. They waited to tell me until we were almost there before they sprung their idea to shop. We went to Pyramid where we shopped for vegan stuff for Ty. We then went to Hobby Lobby, which wasn’t too terrible. I got some good ideas for the room I am working on. My goals for Sunday were the same as every other day, the bathroom and Walmart.
Day four (Monday): On Sunday I actually cleaned the bathroom (I still need to mop and change the shower curtain). I decide to go to G&W instead of Walmart. I had planned on a nap but got a call when I was at the store that my daughter had a friend in and they needed me to watch her child while my daughter worked. So I spent the afternoon with a seven year old, (that’s what she said but I would swear she was six). She kept us entertained and promised to come back again. My goal for Monday was finish the bathroom and clean the room we just paint (we, meaning everyone but me, but it was my idea).
Day five (Tuesday): Monday morning I had to work my part-time job. I was suppose to have a lunch date with a friend but she had to cancel. I took a nap instead. I was down to ten episodes of Y&R, I finished my book, ‘The Rosie Project’ and I started ‘The Girl on the Train’. I did not finish the bathroom and I did not work on my room. I am now thinking I need to get my butt in gear, after all this is day five and I have nothing accomplished. My goals for Tuesday are as follows, go to my friends for coffee, go with my mom to the city for her doctor’s appointment and lunch, finish the bathroom (probably need to start over), clean the painted bedroom.
Day 6 -9 (Wednesday-Saturday) Well, you get the idea. I have done nothing I promised myself I would do. I didn’t even manage to do the first three things on my list done and believe me it is a long list. So I have two full days left and I’m just not feeling it. Even though I didn’t do the work around my house I did get to spend time with my parents and one of my friends from my childhood. Even though we live thirty minutes from each other, my friend and I rarely see each other. She came over and we had coffee and monsters. I did get to see all of my kids and spend some much needed time with hubby. My list will still be there when I go back to work. (Maybe someone else will do the list for me.)
Update: I am truly the ‘Queen of Procrastinating’. I did manage to get a tremendous amount of work done on my last two and a half days. My DVR has never had this much free space. I pulled the carpet and shampooed the furniture in the room I now call “My Happy Place.” All my laundry is washed and dried (in a giant heap in the corner of my bedroom). I spent my last day off with all three of my kids, at my parents,for a cook-out. It was a great day. You don’t realize how fast time flies until you are on vacation.