Productivity

Day 153 or “The Day Likes My Game”

A combination of an early morning meeting for me and a sleep-in for Stormy means that I see her for about 5 minutes this morning. She’s disappointed that I don’t have time to play Monopoly with her. Surprisingly, so am I.

Day 132 or “The Day the Cat Joins us for a Shower”

I withdraw yesterday’s comment about her internal alarm clock. She decides that 6am is the right time to be awake. This leads to the interesting experience of being dragged from my morning routine to play Lego with her. The dark sky outside…

Day 128 or “The Day I Try Setting Limits on YouTube”

I wake with my alarm and I just can’t be arsed getting out of bed. I lie, looking at Facebook on my phone, until 6:55 when Stormy comes in. “I wanted to cuddle you” she says. I get about a minute of cuddle before she decides it’s time to…

Day 98

I always thought that Stormy had the normal number of hands and feet. Yet, this morning, I wake to find a small octopus has taken over my bed and is slowly edging me out. I take this as a sign to get up and start preparing for the day ahead.

Day 80

The beckoning call of sleep has defeated my gym goals for most of the week. Today I manage to drag myself out of bed a whole 10 minutes before Stormy needs to wake. I consider this a personal win. I race through my morning routine, sans-gym, and ready myself to wake Stormy.

Day 53

I love sleeping on the sofa. It always feels like camping. That being said, having a four-year-old on the sofa with you does somewhat lessen than the experience.

Having forgotten to close the blinds before going to sleep, we wake to the sun streaming through the windows. And yet, even…

Day 48

Today is just like any other day. It’s like I never left.

Stormy refuses to get out of bed. Only the threat of a red sticker on her new rules poster convinces her to get moving. And then, only very slowly. As I had, yesterday, promised that I’d take her to school today, I wrestle her into…

Day 42

I get to sleep in. This is an amazing experience. One I hope to repeat. But I doubt it.

We wake just in time for a quick breakfast before scooting off to Sportsball. There’s a small tantrum about taking a taxi, but I talk her down quickly before it escalates. After Sportsball we stop off…

Day 26

As I believe I have mentioned before, I make bad decisions at 5am. It is at about this time that Stormy decides to wake up. Nudging me, ever so not-gently, and suggesting that it’s time to get out of bed. I vehemently disagree and we roll over and go back to sleep. But only for a moment. For it is at this time…

Day 20

It’s a normal morning. Over breakfast we have the usual photo slideshow on the TV. An old photo comes on of Stormy, as a young baby, sitting with an old friend who has since moved away. She asks me who it is and I explain that it was someone she used to play with as a baby but had moved to China. Her immediate…