These days life goes like this. It is HELLA glamorous.
Monday: get to work early, leave work at 4:15–4:30, go for an hour long run at the gym (or at least five miles, which can be accomplished in 45–50 mins depending on energy level), go home, husband will have already gotten home for 5 to meet LS, they should be well into homework by that point. I’ll cook and do the dishes, he’ll finish up homework duty, then he goes to soccer and LS and I watch How to Get Away with Murder until she has to go to bed at 10pm.
Tuesday: put dinner in slow cooker, get to work early, leave work at 4:30, head home, do all homework with LS that is not French or English, let husband get home to do French, LS’s older sister comes over to hang out with her/make sure English gets done, husband and I go to trivia. Starting this week LS will be in charge of dinner dishes on this night.
Wed: get to work early, leave work at 4:15–4:30, go home, do homework. Am trying to make this also go for 3 mile run with husband once homework is finished but so far that hasn’t worked out because husband has been injured. I’ve gotten in some gym runs. Then I cook dinner, husband does dishes, and we watch whatever on t.v. until 10pm bedtime
Thursday: largely the same as Wednesday except LS gets to pick out and help make dinner. Husband still does the dishes and we watch whatever on t.v. until bedtime.
Friday: get to work early, leave work at 4:15–4:30, go home, pack up LS to bring her to her mother’s for the weekend. If she’s been good, there is some sort of treat for dinner. Last week we did Chipotle.