Time is not on my side.

When I left my restaurant job (insert shudder) I planned to stick to a rigorous schedule. In my minds eye, I saw Bubba entertaining himself for hours at a time while I worked on my shed full of furniture or other crafty projects. I imagined time spent how I wanted to spend it with few worries more than how much flour got spilled on the floor when Bubba and I made our own bread. I imagined peaceful mornings that Bubba would sleep in and where I could sit on the porch and write this blog without interruption. I know, you have a bridge to sell me. The reality is that my life is filled with Constant Interruptions. My list of things to do is so long right now that I may not finish it before I'm 80.
Here's what yesterday looked like.
6:45am - Out of bed
6:47am - Coffee
6:48am - Blogging
6:48am - Feed 4 legged interruptions
6:49am - Bubba awake
6:50am - Catching butterflies in the yard
7:30am - Try to blog
7:31am - Looking at Butterflies in cage

7:45am - Breakfast
7:48am - Poop break (Bubba, not me)
7:58am - "You pay me!" ("you play with me")
8:20am - Get ready to take Bubba to Gran's
8:40am - Put Bubba in the car
8:43am - Still putting Bubba in the car
8:45am - Leave for Gran's
9:00am - Arrive at Gran's
9:12am - Leave Bubba at Gran's until 3pm
9:27am - Return home
9:40am - I don't know where 13 minutes went.
9:41am - Set up on the porch to work on a project I want to enter in Garden and Gun Magazines "Made in the South contest"
9:42am - Swat fly
9:43am - Swat fly
9:44am - Swat fly
9:45am - Scream string of obscenities at flies
9:46am - Thankful that we live in the middle of 100 acres and hopeful that neighbors didn't hear me screaming across the field
9:47am - Swat fly
9:48am - Realize I need a better arsenal
9:50am - Get in car and drive 9 minutes to store and  buy toxic poisons with which to wage war on flies
10:21am - Return from store and trip getting out of car spilling large bag of toxic poisons
10:22am - Thankful that we live in the middle of 100 acres and hopeful the neighbors didn't see me fall down
10:25am - Wage war on flies
10:31am - Sit down to work with a sigh of relief and a big cough because of the cloud of toxic poisons
10:35am - Realize that I missed a step on my project
10:36am - Start project over
11:23am - Realize that I still don't have it right, go in search of ingenious ideas to make it work
11:38am - Try 3 different ideas
11:45am - Realize that I'm not a genius
11:47am - Try again
11:59am - Try again
12:12pm - Try again
12:30pm - Give up out of frustration and hunger
12:31pm - Feed 4 legged interruptions
12:32pm - Make lunch
1:04pm - Oops, too long on lunch, only 1 hour and 45 minutes left
1:05pm - Decide to work on a rattan table

1:09pm - Hear 4 legged interruptions scratching to be let in
1:09pm - Realize that I hadn't let them on the porch
1:10pm - Discover that they had walked through the screen, again
1:11pm - Try to find screen fixy thingamajiggy (or screen spline tool if you're technical)
1:15pm - Get frustrated with screen fixy thingamajiggy
1:16pm - Decide we need to invest in a doggy door
1:17pm - Spend 10 minutes planning how to build a doggy door with items on hand
1:27pm - Give up
1:28pm - Back to work on rattan table
2:00pm - Check time and stress about only having 45 Bubba Free minutes left
2:01pm - Ry comes home early
2:02pm - Discuss doggy door invention with Ry while working on rattan table (yay me)
2:30pm - Realize only 15 minutes left. Clean up work area because it's our dining room table
2:44pm - Leave to get Bubba from Gran's
2:50pm - Beat myself up because I didn't get anything done while he was at Gran's
3:00pm - Bubba is not ready to leave Gran's so we hang out for an hour
4:00pm - Leave Gran's
4:02pm - Bubba falls asleep in the car
4:10pm - Bubba on the couch still asleep
4:11pm - Set up work area on dining table again
4:15pm - Think of something I want to check on the internet
5:00pm - Realize I've used 45 minutes surfing the internet that could have been better spent working on rattan table
5:20pm - Start thinking about what to make for dinner while still working on rattan table
5:40pm - Bubba wakes up. Grumpy
5:55pm - Hand Bubba off to Ry for more butterfly catching
5:56pm - Clean up work area. Again
6:00pm - Start making dinner
6:30pm - Dinner's ready. Pour BIG glass of wine
6:32pm - Consider a second glass of wine
6:33pm - Look at Bubba and Ry smiling and talking over dinner and decide the second glass of wine not necessary
7:00pm - Clean up dinner
7:10pm - "You pay me!"
7:15pm - Settle on "paying" with legos mixed with k'nex. A recipe for disaster
7:45pm - Bubba has 14th fit of frustration. Consider that second glass of wine again
7:55pm - Put away legos and k'nex
8:00pm - Bathtime
8:01pm - Hmmm. maybe no bath tonight. Bubba's still grumpy
8:20pm - Bedtime for Bubba
8:30pm - Bubba gets up and I put him back to bed
8:35pm - Ry and I settle on couch to watch a recorded episode of Burn Notice
8:37pm - Bubba gets up. Ry puts him back to bed
8:40pm - Bubba gets up. I put him back to bed
8:45pm - Bubba gets up. Ry puts him back to bed
8:52pm - Bubba gets up. I put him back to bed
8:53pm - Thankful for DVR
9:00pm - Bubba gets up. Ry puts him back to bed
9:19pm - Burn Notice over. Bubba gets up. I put him back to bed and get ready for bed myself
9:35pm - Get in bed. Bubba gets up. Ry puts him back in bed
9:48pm - Ry gets in bed. Bubba gets up. I put him back in bed
10:02pm - Bubba gets up. I assume Ry puts him back in bed since I fell asleep

Lessons learned:
1. If I had a Type A personality I would have gotten more done
2. Bubba should not take naps

Goals moving forward:
1. Develop Type A personality
2. Never let Bubba take a nap unless we have a sitter for the night

Grand Ideas.

Me, himself and Ry moved to Delaware in April of 2009 from The Fabulous Florida Keys. Now you know where Bubba gets his crazy from. My evil plan was to work in a restaurant for the summer (we live near a tourist destination and there's good money to be had) and then spend the fall and winter thrifting and building inventory for my reclaimed vintage furniture business. Which I would then unleash on the world in the spring of 2010 to wide acclaim and accolades making me a millionaire. Or at least a thousandaire. Of course that plan was interrupted. So after the summer gig was over, I took a job as the manger of a year round restaurant. I had what I thought was a great schedule. Weekends off, 3 nights, 2 days. Got to spend time with Bubba and thought I would get to go out to dinner with Ry once in a while. Hahaha. Turns out, when someone pays you a "salary" they actually expect that you'll work 22 days in the space of 5. I was EXHAUSTED. All day playing monster trucks and then all night at the restaurant and then 4-5 hours of sleep before I heard the roar of monster truck engines in the morning. I was too tired to do anything more than I had to. Which meant that the only furniture work getting done was in my sleep deprived brain. Let me tell you though, I designed some pretty cool furniture up there. My best idea was to smash all the monster trucks and glue their little pieces to table legs. Bet you've never seen anything like that. I told Bubba that plan and he nixed it. Probably a good thing. So I finally got fed up and quit. No, I had no alternative source of income. Yes, we have bills to pay. No, I'm not sure how we're going to do that. But the monster trucks now have an arena and we're about to build the snack bar. And that little beauty in the photo is getting my attention. Gotta go, Bubba's having trouble with the table saw. See ya soon.