I have to say right now I am struggling to cope with being home full time and not working. I just feel as though there are million hours in the day and not much to do constructively.

I am doing the standard stuff daily like watering the jungle of plants, doing the truck loads of laundry that my 13 year old daughter produces (really how many outfits do you have to wear in a day when you aren’t going anywhere?), doing the dishes, cooking 3 meals a day (which I actually kind of missed when I worked), sweeping up the monster tribble sized fur left behind from 3 cats, cleaning up barf presents left behind by the ancient 18 year old cat but, really that is it.

I get up & shower every morning just to put on a clean pair of jammies because really where the heck am I going?

The rest of the day is spent hanging out watching Netflix, surfing the internet and spending time with the oh so dramatic ball of hormones that is currently my 13 year old daughter.

I really am not sure how I stayed home with Kidlet until she was one. I am struggling with the lack of adult interaction now and thats with all the internet & social media outlets. Back then I had no internet and few friends that weren’t busy with school so I have no clue how I didn’t go insane.

I do have free or cheap things planned to do this summer with Kidlet such as going to the main library and checking out all the cool buildings and architecture and going to the beach which all only require spending money on busses to & from but, I haven’t been able to drag Kidlet’s butt out of bed early enough so far to do any of that.

Everyday just seems like a never ending weekend where there is nothing to do.