I spend so much time thinking about the things I want to do, or don't have time to do, but never find the time to actually do them. So that is my goal: work hard, play hard. Quality over quantity. I do not work; I stay home with my kids. Unlike a paying job, there is very little accountability. While pregnant and with a newborn, I was involved with baby/parenting message boards. What a world that is. Lots of moms have this idea that if they are home with their kids they are better than working moms. Better parents, better people. I have seen, more than once, someone ask why have kids if you aren't going to raise them. Harsh. And so wrong. It's all about the quality of time spent. I've seen working parents whose time with their children is so rich, so full of love and mutual enjoyment. That is good parenting; totaling minutes spent in the proximity of your child will never add up to that.
I have great difficulty finding a good balance. I won't read books during the day. I almost never work on crafts (unless I'm trying to finish a gift by a deadline). I also don't spend as much quality time with my kids as I'd like. Don't ask me what I actually do; I fear the answer is sitting in a daze thinking of all the things I should be doing. Hours of that, I would guess.
So it's time to shake things up. I'm going to start doing more and thinking less. I have two projects in mind. No, three. Four. A sewing machine to tame. Four Harry Potter books to read by August (ha!). Two cute little buggers who deserve some fun. And I might just do some dishes while I'm at it.