Television (or my lack thereof)

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When my older munchkins were toddlers, I had this insanely amazing schedule that had them sleeping at 7pm.  Dinner was 5:30, bath was 6:30 and bedtime was 7pm.  Once they were tucked in, I ran the laundry and washed the dishes.  I scurried from room to room picking up toys, and when all was fairly clean I switched my mom jeans out for pajamas.  I use the term "mom jeans" lightly.

I was in front of the television at 8pm, bowl of ice cream in hand.  I watched until 10pm, at which time I retired for the evening.

Unless I had another show to watch.

I craved that time alone, and I was regimented about the babies being in bed on time.  Aside from needing those few hours to myself, there was no Digital Video Recorder.  If you weren't in front of the tube when your show started, you missed it.

It was such a cruel world.

But as my babies grew, our schedule evolved.  My nights in front of the television were cut short by later bedtimes and more dishes, laundry and homework. 

Why didn't anyone accurately explain the laundry that accompanies every additional child?  Who am I kidding, I wouldn't have cared regardless.

These days, I'm still in my kitchen cleaning up well after 9pm.  I'm writing notes for school, setting lunchboxes aside and running one last load of underpants.  If the stars align, I'm in front of my idiot box by 10pm, and I have one solid hour of DVR watching before I pass out with my glasses still in place.

On any given evening, my DVR is usually waiting patiently with at least five or six episodes of each show I record burning up memory.  I don't even remember what days my shows air. 

Here, are my "I must sit and catch up on my DVR shows:"

1.  Private Practice
2.  Grey's Anatomy
3.  Modern Family
4.  Teen Mom (am I the only one who loves a hot mess?)
5.  16 and Pregnant (refer to above comment about a hot mess)

The good news is that as my children have grown, and our conversations have evolved past "Who just went pee pee?!"  I've needed less time alone.  I still need it, but not quite as much is required to keep me sane.  Or maybe I'm just too far gone to notice the difference.

Either way, it works out just fine.

What's your lineup??  Or is everything you watch also sitting on your DVR?

photo courtesy of epguides.com

When my older munchkins were toddlers, I had this insanely amazing schedule that had them sleeping at 7pm.  Dinner was 5:30, bath was 6:30 and bedtime was 7pm.  Once they were tucked in, I ran the laundry and washed the dishes.  I scurried from room to room picking up toys, and when all was fairly clean I switched my mom jeans out for pajamas.  I use the term "mom jeans" lightly.

I was in front of the television at 8pm, bowl of ice cream in hand.  I watched until 10pm, at which time I retired for the evening.

Unless I had another show to watch.

I craved that time alone, and I was regimented about the babies being in bed on time.  Aside from needing those few hours to myself, there was no Digital Video Recorder.  If you weren't in front of the tube when your show started, you missed it.

It was such a cruel world.

But as my babies grew, our schedule evolved.  My nights in front of the television were cut short by later bedtimes and more dishes, laundry and homework. 

Why didn't anyone accurately explain the laundry that accompanies every additional child?  Who am I kidding, I wouldn't have cared regardless.

These days, I'm still in my kitchen cleaning up well after 9pm.  I'm writing notes for school, setting lunchboxes aside and running one last load of underpants.  If the stars align, I'm in front of my idiot box by 10pm, and I have one solid hour of DVR watching before I pass out with my glasses still in place.

On any given evening, my DVR is usually waiting patiently with at least five or six episodes of each show I record burning up memory.  I don't even remember what days my shows air. 

Here, are my "I must sit and catch up on my DVR shows:"

1.  Private Practice
2.  Grey's Anatomy
3.  Modern Family
4.  Teen Mom (am I the only one who loves a hot mess?)
5.  16 and Pregnant (refer to above comment about a hot mess)

The good news is that as my children have grown, and our conversations have evolved past "Who just went pee pee?!"  I've needed less time alone.  I still need it, but not quite as much is required to keep me sane.  Or maybe I'm just too far gone to notice the difference.

Either way, it works out just fine.

What's your lineup??  Or is everything you watch also sitting on your DVR?