Were you the kind of kid who always said “Five more minutes!” to your parents? Since I know my mom reads my blog (Hi, Mom!), I can’t lie. I may have actually been the founder of the “five more minutes” routine. It was my go-to response to just about every chore I didn’t want to do.
“Time for bed!” (Five more minutes)
“Please set the table for dinner.” (Five more minutes)
“Finish up your homework.” (Five more minutes)
Even as an adult I find I still say “five more minutes” in many situations.
“Must turn off Olympics to study.” (Five more minutes)
“Stop reading so many blogs in the morning.” (Five more minutes)
“Get out of bed and turn your alarm off.” (Five more minutes)
Now, at least, I apply my response to some positive parts of my life (of course blogs and sleep are positive, but you know what I mean).
“I’m bored and don’t feel like finishing this workout.” (Five more minutes)
“I want to snack on dinner b/c it’s taking so long to cook.” (Five more minutes)
“I’m too rushed to finish this post.” (Five more minutes)
Today, I’ll need to spend all of my free five minutes studying. I’m even going to take my lunch hour to the gym so I can stairclimb and study at the same time for (twenty)-five minutes.
Bodhi, as usual, will request that he get five more minutes of uninterrupted snoozing and attention from The Huz. Can you just imagine him saying, “Five more minutes, Mama! I’m so sleepy!”