Well, it's the end of week one and the novelty of being home all the time has worn right off.
What did I accomplish today? I cleaned the kitchen. Again. Ate a couple of meals and helped with a "hard puzzle". Much of the afternoon was spent driving to and from the chiropractor's office.
I spent a lot of time yesterday cleaning the kitchen and living/dining rooms. They have been neglected for a while and really needed a good cleaning. Then I made a big supper for guests (we always have the in-laws over on Wednesdays), cleaned up the leftovers and got A. to bed.
A. was up twice during the night and I was tired and grumpy when I got up. Only to be greeted by a kitchen full of dishes. So much for plans of getting things done. I remember this feeling from last time I was on mat leave. Working and getting nothing for it.
To add insult to injury I decided to redeem the day by getting one of the planned cooking projects done - making calzones for supper and the freezer. They were a big flop, even though I followed the recipe almost exactly (gasp, I know). A very big disappointment.
The entire day was a very big disappointment. But it's worse, because I have a feeling that every week is going to be like this. I'm falling into a pit.