The boys left about 4:30 pm to go watch the Giants play. I am over the moon about this because I got SO MUCH accomplished!
I have realized that I prefer to do chores in the quiet, maybe with a little music in the background; but that's rare. I like to be all alone with my chores. When football is blaring on the television, or really anything, it does not inspire me to take care of chores. It inspires me to play on the computer or to hide in my dressing room/closet (what ARE we going to name that room?!) and read.
I will do the chores that are necessary if they are here, with the television blaring, but those little, nagging chores? The ones that aren't do or die necessary? Like that shirt that's needed ironing since spring? Those get left undone until I find myself a chunk of free time that hasn't already been designated to a different project.
Since they've been out, I've ironed that shirt finally even though it required pulling out the ironing board and setting it up in the dining room. Because of this, if there is only one item that requires pressing, it will usually be put on the back burner...for months, apparently. I also completed a few sewing repairs, washed the towels, cleaned the bathrooms, tidied up a bit, set the dressing room/closet back to rights and then? Washed and dried my hair straight. It's been a long while since THAT has happened...let's see if any of my family or coworkers recognize me tomorrow.
Oh - and I composed this post.
It becomes more and more apparent to me that in order for me to be productive, I need to have some alone time.