Sean and I were talking, which in and of itself is a rarity these days. Between the kids, his job, the pets, all the chores and errands that need to be done, but mostly the kids, we hardly have time to talk any more. Anyway, we came to the conclusion that we need about five more hours in the day.
I could certainly use it. It would give me at least two more hours to do stuff (like blog, and write, and read blogs, and read books, maybe work out), and three hours more of sleep. I really don’t know anyone who couldn’t use five more hours in the day. Even if you manage to cross everything off your list every day and get eight hours of sleep. And your kids are perfect and don’t waste three hours of your day throwing temper tantrums about wanting water when you’re in the car and you don’t have water and you’re only a few minutes from home so they’re not going to die of dehydration except from the excessive crying and even when you get home and give them water they continue to throw a tantrum and they’re all red and sweaty and screaming and looking like a hot mess. (That was an impressive run on sentence.)
Even if you’re one of those people (i.e. childless), I bet you could still use the extra five hours, if for nothing else than some extra sleep. I mean, who wouldn’t want extra sleep? It’s really a win-win situation.
Of course, these would have to be five night time hours where people under the age of, I don’t know, fifteen? would be asleep. Magically. Like suspended animation. They would not wake up, not once. And, it wouldn’t make them extra rested so they had even more energy. It would just be sleep, quiet, quiet, sleep. In fact, during these five hours, it would be perfectly acceptable to leave your house, for say a grown up dinner and movie, with no babysitter, because the kids would be both asleep and magically safe. (If you’re going to ask, ask big. The worst thing is they say no.)
So, I’m making a petition:
We, the over-extended, sleep deprived souls listed below, are requesting the day be extended by a magical five hours so that we may finish folding the laundry, empty the dishwasher, have an adult conversation without being interrupted to wipe someone’s butt, have a little personal time, and maybe get a little extra sleep.
I haven’t worked out the exact details, like who to send it to, but I think I have a grass roots movement in the making. Anyone want to sign my petition?