The Schedule

The Schedule

11/Jul/2006

I will do anything for The Schedule. I am not a slave to The Schedule, but rather a willfull employee. I love The Schedule. The Schedule is god. The Schedule is high priestess. The Schedule is the driving force of life.

The Schedule is Mecca.

When we are using The Schedule, LB will wake up at 8ish, play nicely for an hour or two, begin to get pissy and challenging, go for a walk to Starbucks and the park, eat lunch, and nap at 1:00. She will sleep until 3 or 4, wake up and be joyful for an hour or two, begin to get pissy and challenging, go for a walk to the library or the park, eat dinner, bathe, and go to bed at 8ish.

See why I love The Schedule?

I am teaching online. This requires that I am on the computer, working for school, from 1-2:30pm daily. I also have assignments to grade and emails to reply to. I do this from 2:30 to 3 or 4. I also have my business and in my :: cough :: spare time I work on a design or two. The Schedule allows me that opportunity. The Schedule let’s me play in the morning, work in the afternoon, be a fabulous wife and make dinner at night and have a quiet walk and story time with my family at night.

Therefore, I no longer feel sorry for other moms who are “prison” to The Schedule. I’ve seen the joy The Schedule brings. I see the happiness and fulfillment The Schedule allows. I believe in The Schedule and I will stick with The Schedule for as long as I possibly can.

And even then, I will pursue The Schedule like a drunken Irishman coming home late on a Friday night. Because The Schedule? It is my bitch. Or I am hers. Either way. The Schedule may have its way with me. As long as it sticks around a while.

**Edited to add: Bitch. The Schedule. LB is not napping. Well, la-dee-da. See? This is what I get for blogging about The Schedule. She will not be mocked. *sigh*

Comments

  1. I ::heart:: The Schedule.  So much so that, just in case Hubby or a sitter is called in to assist, The Schedule is posted on the fridge.

    I always hated schedules.  Then I had a child.

    By Seuss on 2006 07 11

  2. I was a huge groupie of The Schedule last year when I worked from home. Naptime was the only time I could throw down and be super productive. On the weekends now? The Schedule is kind of falling apart.

    By Jamie on 2006 07 11

  3. YESYES, Seuss! Exactly!

    And Jamie, working from home the schedule is KEY. I mean K-E-Y. Even weekends here it’s defunked. Daddy is home. Schedule goes out the window.

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2006 07 11

  4. Do you see the curse of the “blogging” word?  I swear…. I mean I SWEAR everytime I blog about something good like this it always bites me in the ARSS.  I wonder who rubbed off on who today?  LB on JB, or JB on LB.  Most likely JB doing the rubbing! 

    THE SCHEDULE is like a God and I often times feel very anal about having The Schedule to abide to, but good lord, how would I get ANYTHING done if I didn’t have The Schedule!

    By traci on 2006 07 11

  5. Seuss got it right. I used to make fun of my friends who stuck to The Schedule. Then I had my daughter. She fell into a natural routine and God love her, it keeps me sane. Now, other friends make fun of me. It’s a small price to pay. I work from home too and knowing what to expect allows me to plan my work time.

    By Colleen on 2006 07 11

  6. Gotta love the schedule. Well, I love it on weekdays, but on weekends the schedule and I don’t get along.

    By JC on 2006 07 11

  7. schedules never work for us.  the only thing “on the schedule” is NAPTIME.

    NEVER SCREW WITH NAPTIME.

    By Little Miss on 2006 07 11

  8. Oh, do not ever mention The Schedule. She does not appreciate the publicity and will go hide for a few days. This has happened to us countless times - we mention the glory of The Schedule, how much Freebird thrives on it, appreciates it, LOVES it, and how much we do, too. Then, The Schedule gets all bashful, takes a three-day holiday, and lets a virus or a headcold move in to her space.

    It’s a dangerous game, mentioning The Schedule.

    By Sarah on 2006 07 12

  9. um, once the second child comes around. kiss the schedue goodbye. unless new baby is a clone of your 1st. i haven’t had a shedule in years. and it is a cold, hard palace.

    By texasbelle on 2006 07 12

  10. Um. Y’all? She was up at six. AM. Because I? I spoke of The Schedule.

    Please, never ever make that mistake. I know have one hellofa pissy child and one hellofan emotional mommy to deal wiht all day.

    The Schedule, she is harsh.

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2006 07 12

  11. That’s NOW have. Now KNOW have. Need. More. Sleep.

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2006 07 12

  12. LOL! Predictability is nice. Pretty consistent around here… when it’s not, tis a bummer!

    By Marie on 2006 07 12

  13. There must be some sort of effed up blog karma. Any time I post something sugary sweet (like today), the day goes to hell. McDonalds screwed up my dollah double cheeseburger by putting extra mayo on it…GAH. I just got to work almost 3 hours late. And I was supposed to pick up a huge toy kitchen set at lunch today at my boss’s house (her 9-year-old has outgrown it) and she forgot to get it out of the attic and is doing stuff for her son’s birthday so she said she’d get it out next week.I’ve already told Caitlin she was getting a big surprise today. Thank God I didn’t tell her what it was.

    Sorry…ranting! smile

    By Jamie on 2006 07 12

  14. I will not bring up she-who-must-not-be-mentioned.  I am in awe of the three hour nap LB takes - wow.

    By Amy_M on 2006 07 12

  15. Amy, only if we’re on THE SCHEDULE. She had her way with us today, though. Oy.

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2006 07 12