4:45am - Alarm sounds. I turn it off.
5:00am - Alarm sounds. I roll out of bed, get ready, and wake Israel up like an annoying rooster.
5:20am - Leave the house, pick up suegro and cuñado, and head to the shop.
5:40am - Final prep of the tiny house to hit the road. Lock doors and windows, tie things down, etc.
6:30am - Transport arrives for the house, but the brake cable isn’t long enough for the tow truck, so a new cable is MacGyvered (I just realized I’ve never even seen an episode of MacGyver so I had to google how to spell it, but isn’t it funny we use that as a verb?).
8:30am - Tiny house departs, and we follow it in our little red car out of town.
9:30am - Breakfast at our favorite restaurant, because we deserve it.
10:30am - Stop back at the apartment to pick up my computer, but the school calls, so we have to go pick Leo up due to a stomach ache.
11:15am - Pick Leo up and drop Israel off at the shop. End up staying so Leo can go potty, he feels a little bit better, so I put a movie on for him and stay for a team meeting. What went well with this build? What can we do better? Plans for the next one that needs to leave the shop in a few weeks.
12:30pm - Print plans and renders and small meeting with carpenter to go over furniture builds.
1:00pm - Finally able to take sweet and by some miracle, patient, Leo home. He falls asleep in the car, and I carry him up to his room. Thank god Bertita is here today.
1:30pm - I leave the kid with Bertita and go buy food for lunch at the mercado.
2:00pm - I’m able to get a little bit of work done on the computer, responding to emails, hopping on a zoom call, ordering appliances for the next build.
2:20pm - Cousin stops by to drop off the eggs and almond butter she received for me yesterday (they come special delivery from a local organic free range ranch. Aren’t I special?)
3:30pm - Eat lunch, which was graciously prepared by Bertita and get back to work.
4:45pm - Leo finally wakes up from a nap like a brand new human, ready to take on the world again. He lets me continue to respond to a few more calls, emails, and DMs while he eats and then plays.
5:45pm - We walk to get our laundry. Yes, someone washes and folds my clothes for me. I am very much delaying buying a washer and dryer.
6:30pm - Back at home, Leo watches a show on his tablet and I shower.
7:00pm - I sit down to edit a video, which I’ll post to Instagram soon, and write this blog, while Israel gives Leo a bath. I get him dressed and I come back to finish this thing, so I can get dinner on the table and go to bed.
At some point today, I had a foreign feeling of just winning at my day. 99% of the time, I feel like I’m failing at everything. I’m not an attentive enough mom. I have a short temper. I’m behind on things Knit clients and staff need from me and Israel and the Tiny Topanga team need from me. I don’t call my friends. I don’t brush my hair. My recent obsession is just trying to keep my white sneakers clean because it feels like the only thing I can semi control right now.
But today, I just felt like I nailed it. We nailed it. We sent off a beautiful home and none of the every day stressors that usually have me a step away from an insane asylum got to me. I’m grateful for the help we have at home and the family and team we have at work. I have a long long long way to go in terms of time management, organization, mindfulness, and some achievable form of gentle parenting, but I’m giving myself a pat on the back today for the big things we’ve achieved of course, but even more for just getting through life one day at a time, with a kid being sick all of the sudden as if we didn’t already have too much to handle, one trip to the laundry lady at a time, and continuing to coexist and love each other through it all.
congrats on your "win" of a day - today!