Piece of Me

So I was speeding driving to work today, my mind running on its typical fuel blend of caffeine and mom-guilt and “OMGI’mlateforsomething” and basically anything but sleep.  And I was thinking about how funny it is, that in all those many months of my marriage that I mentally prepared to be a single mom, my biggest fear was being lonely… and yet now that I actually am a single mom, I’m so very not lonely that there are times when I almost wish that I was.  I am so busy and my life is so scheduled that honestly, I almost crave the lonely.

Let me explain myself.

I’m a hospital resident, I’m a single mom, I have great friends, I date, I blog, I like my house to be not-filthy.  The list of people I would like to (and need to) spend time with is long: Caroline, my family, my friends, HSD, my patients, my coworkers.  (HSD is the guy I’ve been seeing and actually like, who will henceforth be known by the acronym my friends have given him: Hot Single Dad).

Dividing up my time is proving to be quite the balancing act these days.  Tyler took Caroline for an evening last week, and, no joke, I got a text from one of my friends asking, “So who gets you tonight?”  I am pretty sure I didn’t have quite so many people wanting a piece of me before I got divorced.  I can’t decide if this is because I didn’t want to have many close relationships outside of my marriage, or because I was so miserable and depressed that nobody wanted to be around me.  (I suspect it’s the last one, though.  Hey, if the shoe fits.)

Anyway, don’t get me wrong because I love my new life so I’m not complaining, but there isn’t much room in there for me-time.  And I happen to really like my me-time.

Me-time is when you get to do all those crazy things that you are pretty sure if anyone else saw you do them, you would be judged and side-eyed and fired and possibly even deleted on Facebook.  Because I have no shame, I’ll go ahead and list them out here on the internet, you know, like watching the same episode of Sex and the City four times while making and eating a truly repulsive number of deviled eggs and drinking cheap wine and tweezing your eyebrows and probably lounging around in your underwear while doing all of that.  Just… just normal stuff.  Throw in an impromptu dance party to embarrassing teeny-bopper music while steam-mopping the kitchen floor and you pretty much have my dream Tuesday night.  I try to squeeze at least a couple of those in per month, with minor variations in the activities, though I am not always successful.

So how do you get your me-time?  What slightly crazy things do you do during yours?  (Come on, I shared… let’s hear ‘em.)

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  1. by Jes

    On September 19, 2011 at 10:20 pm

    I do the same thing!! :)

  2. by Singlemama

    On September 20, 2011 at 8:53 am

    Me time? What’s that?!?!

  3. by May (Amy)

    On September 26, 2011 at 5:33 pm

    Right now is my “me time”. It used to be so hard to get me times. I usually have to call his Dad to come and pick him up for a few hours so that I can run to the bookstore. I don’t do any crazy stuff on my me time. I usually just catch up on my emails. If I’m at the bookstore, I love to look through knitting and house magazines. Of course I can’t forget my ParentsMagazine too. I also like to catch up on gossip by reading most of the magazines such US Magazine. Or simply writing in my journal. Napping is always a MUST.