OMDG posted today about her challenge with evenings, which got me reflecting on my own evening routine since starting back at work. When I was on holidays, my plans for my work evenings were very ambitious - cook tasty dinners with my girlfriend, clean the kitchen, take care of housework/paperwork, exercise, and read stimulating and erudite books. Shockingly, the reality has been somewhat less impressive. Despite not actually working that hard yet (I'm only working about half-time at the moment), I've been coming home mentally exhausted every day, and I haven't been able to motivate myself to do most of the things I would like to.
Currently, my post-work schedule looks something like this:
1) Arrive home and dump all possessions (lunch bag, purse, backpack, jacket) in the front hallway. Ignore voice in the back of my head that tells me that I should be putting things in the spaces I created for them.
2) Cook dinner with my girlfriend. This varies from spending 2-3 hours making an elaborate dinner (we love cooking) to BBQing hot dogs and eating potato chips from the bag.
3) Spend way too much time on the computer. Facebook, blogs, news, repeat. I haven't mastered the art of turning off the computer when there is nothing good left to look at, so this eats up a lot of time. On a good day, I write a blog post of variable quality.
4) Watch something on Netflix with my girlfriend. Lately we've been watching Human Planet, which is actually a decent and not entirely mind-numbing show, so it could be worse.
5) Look at the stack of library books on my coffee table. Decide it isn't worth the effort. Possibly watch another Netflix show, usually of lower quality than Human Planet.
6) Feel progressively more exhausted. Resist the urge to go to bed like a reasonable human being. Repeat item #3.
7) Realize it's past my bedtime. Rush around trying to make a lunch, pack my work bag, feed the cats, and do anything else that needs to be done. (Feeding the cats is the only thing I consistently accomplish before bed, and that's only because they meow at me.)
8) Finally get to bed much later than I should. Realize that eight hours of restful sleep has become an impossible dream.
9) Lie awake staring at the ceiling, regretting all of the things I didn't do.
This is something I need to work on, because evenings make up a lot of the quality time I have for myself and my girlfriend outside of work. Looking back on this time of my life, I don't want Facebook and Netflix and a cluttered apartment to be my most vivid memories.
How happy are you with your evening routine?