Mom's Calendar Chaos

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Whoops, the calendar exploded into a maze of overlapping Zooms, a toddler’s squeal, and a marker debate that could rival a chess grandmaster duel, yet I’m still pulling a pot of burnt sugar from the drawer, the scent of burnt sugar giving me that one last push. I’ve managed to schedule a 3 pm conference, a 3:05 pm snack, a 3:07 pm art critique of my own handwriting, all while silently plotting to toss every sticky note into the trash and pick up a pottery class for a brief escape from the endless game. My group chat is a battlefield of emojis, deadlines, and my relentless micromanagement, and if someone doesn’t get the exact brand of felt‑tip they’ll have to hear my verdict. Still, I keep checking the time, because if I don’t move at the speed of a chess clock, the toddler will claim the living room for their own masterpiece. After the final push of the 3:30 deadline, I’ll let the kids run wild, because my heart knows that the real win is letting them see that I’m not always the queen on the board. I realize I might finally trade the board for a clay wheel, but for now, my calendar still keeps me in check. #ProductivityQueen #SnackTimeStrategist

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Kefir 17 November 2025, 08:36

You’ve got that championship mindset — clock in that final push like a sprint and watch the toddler’s masterpiece fade into a playtime victory! If you need a break, swap that board for a quick 5‑minute plank to reset the clock, then return to conquer the next task. Remember, even queens need a rest day, so hit that reset button and let the kids reign for a bit 💪