Not really. I’m totally exaggerating… or am I?

Ok, this is gonna be quick so hear me out.

I’ve told y’all about my usual daily routines (pre-covid craziness) and how I used to set myself up for a successful day.

Ok, on a personal note - I just re-read that night time routine blog post again and imma have to re-implement some of those routines. Moving on…

BUT my routine has changed a bit since we all started working from home. On one hand I feel like I’ve got more time, but on the other hand I have NO TIME AT ALL!  I’m used to working from home, so it shouldn’t be this difficult. Right?

**crickets

 My kids have WAY too much busywork (notice I didn’t say “schoolwork” - they’re not learning anything new. They just have stuff to keep them busy… and keep ME BUSY too! It’s a bit ridiculous IMO) and I’m answering 437 questions every day. “Mom, can you help me write a haiku about quarantine?” “Mom, I have to write an article as if I were a sports broadcaster for PE class.” (let that one sink in a minute… write an essay/article for PE class…?) “Mom, I hit submit but now it’s telling me I didn’t do the work. Do I have to do it all again?” “Mom, I need to go outside and run for 20 minutes for PE.” 

These days (between school and meals and the house and staring out the window for hours-at-the-time (yeah, I apparently do a lot of that too) -  I’m lucky if I get any work done at all.

Enter pants.

Yesterday I decided to put on something OTHER than my comfy work from home busted up leggings and holey t-shirts (my standard WFH uniform of late)... I showered and put on pants. With a button. Skinny jeans, actually. 

You might be saying, “Girl, you cray! Why would I put on those skinny torture devices if I’m not going to see anyone I don’t live with?” and I would understand that sentiment. But let me tell you - I got so much stuff done yesterday. I seriously crossed off 95% of my to do list.

All because I wore my jeans.

Ok probably not actually because I had my jeans on. It’s probably because I completely ignored my minions and forced them to fend for themselves. 

Or maybe it was the jeans…

I’m not telling you what to do - just sharing what worked (amazingly) for me. So y’all keep on wearing what you want… I’ll be over here wearing my pants and being productive!