Bear with me.

I’m pondering some big questions—like, how do I work on multiple projects that demand twice as many childcare hours than I currently enjoy, continue my blog, raise my son, remain married to my husband, and have enough time to make myself a sandwich? So far the answer seems to be “live concurrently in multiple dimensions.” I’m hoping a better one will come to me soon.

Comments

[J]

You could try and do what that Japanese guy on "Heros" does. Bears down like he's either really constipated or in labor and makes time stand still/go backward/teleports from Japan to NYC. I want that super power.

Good luck.

[Khali]

psst.... if you figure it out, lemme knooow!

[Jenny]

Perhaps more caffiene and a blow-dart stun gun would get you through those tricky spots? Or a personal assistant. Yes?

[Michael Herzog]

Polyphasic sleep - if it works for you, you can reduce sleep to 2 or 3 hours a day. ;)

http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/10/polyphasic-sleep/

[Jennifer]

Those first three comments killed. And a bunch of the later ones too.

I'm pretty sure we already live concurrently in multiple dimensions. The thing is, I think most of the rest of me are just as busy as I am over here.

[Mira]

Now that I've stopped laughing and can see my keyboard again I vote for running away to a desert island. With hubby and son. No sandwiches, but no work either. Hubby can be responsible for provender and shelter. Son can be endlessly amused by local flora/fauna, you get to relax on coconut fiber hammock by the seashore. Waddya think?

[Mira]

Now that I've stopped laughing and can see my keyboard again I vote for running away to a desert island. With hubby and son. No sandwiches, but no work either. Hubby can be responsible for provender and shelter. Son can be endlessly amused by local flora/fauna, you get to relax on coconut fiber hammock by the seashore. Waddya think?

[jaelithe]

Is there another WAHM mother in your area you could trade childcare with? She gets the kids x hours a week, and you get the kids x hours a week, and nobody spends money on childcare? I have not been able to find such a situation myself, but it seems like it would be ideal . . .

[jaelithe]

Oh I also like the second wife option. I've been thinking about that myself ever since I became a mom. They say in many ancient cultures the first wives (not the husbands) used to pick the second wives, anyway . . . I'd like one with carpentry skills, who perhaps speaks another language. And of course as First Wife I get final say on all household decisions.

[Krista]

Perfect timing: Laura over at Morphing into Mama was also talking about this very topic! How nice to know that I'm not the only one with these issues.

[Sharon]

I have an equasion for this. Because I make equasions for everything.

h/n-sf =0

Well, it made sense when I wrote about it, anyway.

[LetterB]

Remember when you could get a sandwich delivered? I think I might cry.

[bobbarama]

I feel your pain. The big question I'm pondering at the moment is how I can persuade my cat to start using her $20 scratcher post instead of my $400 scratcher cOUCH!

[Ruth Dynamite]

We're all swirling along with you. Same bowl, different place. Oy.

[ozma]

Has anyone mentioned speed yet? Or if you don't want to go that route, they are currently developing drugs that let you go days without sleep. I can't WAIT.

No, really. We could get so much more done that way.

[Buffy]

YOu make me feel shamefully lazy.

[Jonathon]

Every blog I read the blogger is stressed to the max. I feel we're on the brink of a copmlete implosion of the blogsphere.

That's right. I said it first! We're all going down.

[News Mom V.]

Do as I do: attempt to make sandwich while blog is uploading and son is screaming for your help wiping him in the potty. Run back to the computer and sandwich, then realize keyboard and sandwich are contaminated. Throw out sandwich, wash hands and Clorox wipe the keyboard. Reach for pre-packaged peanut butter crackers.

Good luck!