It is a little strange to me that, as I prepare for what may be the most work intensive time of my entire life, I find myself with a couple of completely free days. For most of this week, kidlet is at school from 8- (what has now become 3:30). I had planned to use all this time for reading and school prep, but I have not yet received my text books, so I find myself with nothing but free time.

It’s a very strange feeling for me.

For the past two years, I’ve not been working at a job where I get paid. I have been working, however. Staying with, teaching, and living life with a baby/toddler for many hours every week is a lot of work. Even so, the intangible, and mostly indescribably thing is how much effort it takes to do anything with a kid. Running to the grocery store is not necessarily a simple task. Even stopping for a quick lunch, or going to a coffee shop can be a huge struggle. Being completely alone this week, with no dependencies whatsoever, feels almost overwhelming to me. What do I do with my time? What did I do with my time before I had her? It is almost suffocating to consider!

I better enjoy it while it lasts, as this really is just my calm before the storm.