I am not a very morning person. My body clock does not seem to be designed to wake up at 6 am – which is what I do through most of the year – and I don’t like going to bed early, so I usually end up with a bit less sleep than I would like. This is why one of the ‘attractions’ of my weekends and holidays is catching up with sleep. With summer holidays coming to an end now and children going back to school, I am back to the usual routine, i.e. getting up at an uncivilised time.
How early is early?
I know people who get up at 5 am every morning to get to work on time and I honestly don’t know how they do it. In my case, 6 am requires some will power to get myself out of bed.
This week, though, I am quite happy to be getting up early again. Why? Because this means I need to get the children to school, which means that they are going to be away for a few hours a day, which in turn translates into a few hours of peace and quiet!
I like quiet.
No children arguing or wanting something to eat or drink every 5 minutes (or so it seems). Nobody asking where their phone charger is (why should I know? Am I the charger’s keeper? Really?). No complaints about being bored…
A few hours of bliss. Blissful silence to be able to think and concentrate properly. To be able to do something without interruptions.
I’ve got to finish off some project work, then do some invoicing and accounts, and this sort of thing is best done in one go, without having to stop and start.
It’s not always easy to concentrate while children are at home during the school holidays. They are old enough to be left to their own devices, but every now and then they want something from me and each time one of them interrupts for whatever reason, it takes a few minutes to get back on track with my thoughts.
I have explained to them that the more they interrupt, the longer it will take me to finish whatever I’m working on, and the later I will be able to spend time with them. Yesterday, I had a conversation with one of the boys which went more or less like this:
‘Mummy, how long will you be?’ ‘About half an hour. Why?’ ‘I don’t like it when I have to be quiet.’ ‘If you are nice and quiet now and let me finish my work, I will be very quick.’ ‘How quick?’ ‘Like I said – about half an hour. But for that, you have to stop talking to me about it and let me get on with my work.’ ‘So, mummy, if I stop talking to you now, what time will you finish?’
And so on, at least twice round a circle…
‘Ok mummy, I will be quiet now.’
Finally. We are getting somewhere.
I should explain that my children are usually very patient and often wait for me much longer than I indicated, simply because when I’m finished with the first piece of work, I start on another one, just to carry on for as long as possible. It would be very unwise to miss a ‘silent time’ opportunity.
This morning, I was up at 6.30am and by 9am I was back home from the school run. I will now have a day – or most of it – to myself and already have big plans for the work I’m going to do. I might even squeeze in another blog posts, if I’m lucky!
Those of you, my dear Readers, who have school-age children – how do YOU feel when the holidays are over and the usual routine kicks back in again? Unhappy or relieved that you can get your day back? Let me know!