I've been seriously wishing I could bilocate lately, except I can't imagine what that would do to my brain. Still, the fact that there are only 24 hours in a day is frustrating.
Now, I'm able to spend lots of time with my little girls (they're already growing up so quickly!) and writing squeezes itself in nicely most days. By some miracle even more mysterious than bilocation, my house even stays decently clean most of the time.
But then there are the things relegated to "when I have a free moment." These include: resting, weeding the garden, watching movies, reading all the books I want to, learning more languages, advanced cooking/baking (I so want to learn to make a souffle), knitting, sewing, and so on.
The problem is, no moment is really free. Every time I start to do one of these things, I question whether I shouldn't be doing something better with my time.
So I cheat. I do multiple things at once. I might not be tackling souffles yet, but you can often find me baking cinnamon bread or apple pie with the girls, while listening to an audiobook. Or knitting while watching a movie in French (that should count towards learning another language, right? ;). As usual with blogging, I am typing this while nursing the baby.
The one thing I can't seem to ever make time for: rest.