Lately, I’ve been feeling burnt out from the stress of selling our house, starting our first (and still probably only) year of homeschooling, starting a new part-time job (Shhh…too early to talk about it), and so on.
I was whining about it so much that last night my husband asked, pretty irritated, what exactly it was I wanted. I really don’t want anything that special or out of the ordinary. I told him my dream day would look like this and I bet other moms have similar fantasies:
10:30 am- Wake up and wonder what is going on. How could I possibly have slept that long?
10:35- Wander out of the bedroom and discover that the house is clean and there is a note on the table. It would be a nice touch if the note was sitting next to flowers.
10:36- Read the note. It says that my husband has taken the kids somewhere fun and far away so they will be gone all day. Sesame Place? The Crayola Factory? What do I care? I have the house all to myself all day.
10:37- Take my Kindle and lie on the couch. Alternate between reading and watching daytime tv. (oh, yeah, P.S. It’s a weekday, so hubby had to take off work. That just makes it more special. Don’t roll your eyes at me. He takes off for golf tournaments and deep-sea fishing trips, I can get one day.)
12:00- Order pizza. I’m not cooking and I’m not getting out of my pajamas. Promptly fall asleep on the couch.
12:36- Wake up to the doorbell. The pizza’s here. It’s a Supreme because nobody else in my family likes that, but they aren’t here, so there.
12:45- Receive an email with pictures of my kids’ smiling faces. They are having lots of fun, so I don’t have to worry about them.
1:30- Decide to go outlet shopping. Hubby has been very thoughtfully planned that this day occurs on a payday. Maybe a payday immediately following a huge tax refund. The only downside is that now I have to get dressed.
2:15 – Arrive at outlets. They aren’t crowded because it’s a weekday. Spend as much time as my little heart desires in the Pottery Barn outlet. Spend no time whatsoever at the parking lot playground. Find the captain’s desk chair on wheels that I have been wanting for a few years for a crazy low price and buy it. Somehow manage to get it in the car. Browse other stores and buy some non-maternity clothes for me.
4:00- Get a call from a girlfriend and decide to meet for dinner at Panera Bread. Drive home, stopping at some quaint Amish stores or antique shops on the way.
5:00- Meet her at Panera Bread. It’s Baked Potato soup day. Hang out and chat for a while.
6:30- Come home to find that my family is back and the kids have already had their baths. Listen to their stories about their day, read books, and put the kids to bed early because they are exhausted from their big adventure.
7:00- Take a bubble bath. Come out to discover that on the way home Hubby picked up White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake from the Olive Garden and was saving it as a surprise. He also stopped at Target and bought me one of these. I shall wear it for the remainder of the evening. He won’t be able to keep his hands off me.
7:15-Eat cheesecake and watch a movie on the couch with my husband while wearing adult footie pajamas. I’ll even let him pick the movie. I’m nice like that. His choices are Reality Bites (which is my favorite movie of all time, but he hates it), Twilight, or Magic Mike.
10:00- Decide to go to bed. Step on the scale before turning in and discover that I’ve lost 5 pounds despite the pizza, Panera, and cheesecake. Tell hubby that there are a bunch of bags and furniture items that need to be unloaded from the back of the van. I want to write from my new chair in the morning.
What does your dream day look like?
10 AM: Wake up and go downstairs to a pancake and egg breakfast made by hubby. He will already have our daughter washed, dressed, fed, and playing quietly.
10:30 AM: Hubby washes the dishes, organizes dressers, puts laundry away, vaccuums, makes the bed, and tells me he is going to take our daughter out for the day then leaves me a $100 bill on the table.
10:30-12:30: Watch TV or a movie, totally uninterrupted. Order food from that yummy Peruvian place down the way.
1:30: Chow down.
2:20: Take a long hot shower.
3:00: Take a looooong loooong nap.
6:00: Wake up to find that hubby and daughter have brought an entire Olive Garden meal home just for me. Eat dinner with my sweet family.
7:30: Go on Pinterest uninterrupted.
8:30: Hubby puts daughter to sleep while I paint my nails.
9:00: Hubby rubs my feet and paints my toe nails.
10:00: Baby Makin’ time, without resulting in a baby…-_-
11:00 Lights out under big comfy blankets 🙂
totally loved this post. Fantastic!
How could I have forgotten to give myself Pinterest time! Love your day. 🙂
Great post! I`d have to think about what my dream day would look like, but it would start with me NOT getting up at six AM to get one daughter to school and the other off to work. Oh, and being able to quit my part time job and either blog or teach music all day long. 🙂
Thanks! It seems all mommies would like just a little extra sleep from Santa this year. Blogging and teaching music both sound awesome!
Hahaha. Good post but you forgot to ending to the beautiful story…
6:30 wake up to a screaming child and realize it all was a dream…
6:35 stumble out of bed and give the sleeping husband a dirty look… :):)
hehe and he wonders why I’m grouchy in the mornings.