In case I have a horrible case of memory loss when I get old, I want to place this record of how a day in my life goes.
Sunday, August 12:
2 am. Wake up with screaming baby. Lull him back to sleep. He sleeps for 10 minutes, then wakes up screaming. Repeat process for 1 1/2 hours.
7:00 am. Wake up "for the day" with baby. Hurriedly get dressed to go to church.
8:45 am. Arrive at church. Drop off Lance at nursery. Go to back of sanctuary to rehearse music with band.
10:45 am. Pick up Lance from nursery and drive home.
11:00 am. Lance takes a nap. I take a nap, too.
12:30 pm. Lance wakes up from nap. I wake up, too.
3:30 pm. My dad arrives for a short afternoon visit, en route back to his home after a weekend of scuba diving.
5:30 pm. Hubby and Lance go off to Bible Study. I play hooky and stay home alone.
6:00-9:30 pm. Do Pilates workout DVD. Finish last 4 chapters of novel. Learn two new guitar chords.
10:00pm. Hubby and Lance are home. Hubby goes to grocery store, I feed Lance and put him to bed.
Not a bad day, all in all!