Switching from work to life and back again

The only way to survive working full-time and managing a family and menagerie, is to become the most efficient, organised person possible. Every single minute of your day needs to be catalogued and aligned to a specific activity if you're going to fit it all in and not forget anything or anyone.

In my case this can prove challenging, as I'm naturally an extremely lazy, disorganised and impractical person.

iPhone alerts are fundamental. If notifications aren't set, it ain't gonna happen.

Days are invariably broken up into bite-size chunks of time, an example of which would be:

06:20 - Alarm goes off (Today Programme). Press SNOOZE. Go back to sleep.
06:30 - Alarm goes off again (Headlines). Listen.
06.38 - Headlines end. Shuffle into the shower.
06:45 - Hair and Make-up.
07:00 - Yell at boys to wake up (Eddie) or go upstairs, draw curtains and say "it's morning." (Me)
07:10 - Breakfast - argument about who's laying the table/having what for breakfast/eating, not eating enough etc.
07:40 - Teeth, faces, hands, pack for school
07:50 - Time to go. No one is ready. More yelling (both).
08:00 - Go to school/turn on laptop and check email to start the working bit of the day
08:30 - Walk dog
09:00 - Second stovetop
12:00 - Lunch
14:00 - Walk dog
15:45 - Collect James, Will gets home
17:00 - Feed dog
18:00 - Boys supper
19:00 - Put chickens to bed
20:00 - Our supper. Suggest boys go to bed.
20:30 - Supper finished. Yell at boys to go to bed.
21:00 - Boys still not in bed. Continue yelling at slightly higher pitch and volume.
21:30 - Boys asleep. Put on a recorded Versailles, Holby, Killing Eve, Sharp Little Objects
22:00 - Wake up on sofa. Give up on film, put dog out, go to bed.
22:30 - All asleep

And repeat. Groundhog day.

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