15 minutes a day...

I have to admit, I'm losing my battle with time... I just never seem to have enough of it to do the things I need, let alone the things I want to do, and it's really starting to get to me.

I've always thought that I was pretty organised and not so bad at managing my time but I clearly do not have enough skill. By the time the girls are in bed, my "free time" is either spent running around 'getting things done' or in a semi vegetative state, slouched in the sofa with no energy left to move (or, lets face it, just plain asleep).

Well, I'm trying to be better at deciding what really needs to be done and when, and also trying to get more help with things like cleaning or doing the dishes (dreaming of a dishwasher...). I don't want to spend my weekends cleaning, doing the laundry, sorting through paperwork...I want to be able to get some of that stuff done but also just chill out with T and play with the girls... To be honest, I still manage to do the fun stuff most times, but then there's a certain feeling of desperation when I look around and the house is completely upside down (is this one of those Portuguese expressions that doesn't work in English?, not sure anymore...).

This is the only type of  mess I can cope with!

I want to have time to read books (and comics if T has anything to say in the matter), to design and make jewellery, phone friends, write emails and sometimes just be a bit lazy and sleep. I guess that's the other problem: I never seem to get enough sleep and I feel like my brain is just gradually shutting down because it can't cope with my life right now.

So... as part of my new plan to get more of the things I want to do done, I'm going to start dedicating 15 minutes a day to the blog. Let's see if it works and I manage to write more.

Something has to change so that maybe I can start feeling a little bit less overwhelmed by my daily chores, less of a robot that goes through the motions and more of a person that has a life of her own, beyond a house and two children.