Children make you fat. That's based on my scientific study of one. They make you more tired, but by doing less. It's very confusing, so let me explain. Before I would laze about and head out on my bike to where ever I had to go. If it took 15 minutes longer, that's just how long it took. I had less constraints on my schedule. Now I have to get from A to B as quick as I can because any "wasted" time means less time to be and play with Alice. I can't decide to just walk home because it's a nice day - I've got to hop on the bus to get to daycare and back because I have to be there before 5, which means I'm leaving work at 4. Pre-child I don't think that I ever left at 4 unless I was sick. It's strange.
I used to also go biking when it was dark. A couple of times I'd go meet up with Laura at her work at 3 am and we'd bike home together. Aside: the canal is wonderful to bike along at 3 am - very peaceful. Now someone's got to be around the house from 6:30 pm onwards. Two years ago I don't think that we were even regularly home at 6:30, let alone "in for the night".
So, more rush rush, but less go go. It's... odd.
I'm hoping now that things are warmer we'll be able to pack up Alice and go on adventures on a regular basis. We can go on a quest. I'll call it... The Search For My Sanity.
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On the ever vigilant search for adventure. And cookies. |
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