By the end of last school year I was worn out. I was working most every day, trying to keep up with the household chores and meals and trying to take proper care of myself. Despite my best efforts I was tired, my house was a wreck and I was just making enough to get by.
Living in the new place with lower rent (because I am managing basement apartments, read: another job) does mean I don't have to stress quite so much about working every single day. However, if I ever want to go visit family or take my kids to the Big Island on vacation I can't turn down a job. I shouldn't cut back on work.
The new place is bigger and has a yard so there is more housework to be done here. I can't cut this back either however I can--ta, ta, ta, TAH!--delegate more work. I have divided up the house into four sections: front house, back house, kitchen, outside. The kids rotate through on a daily basis and they are in charge of every last detail in those areas. I have made a checklist for each area and until that checklist is complete they are not done. It's about 30 minutes of work for each of them which saves me 2 hours of work every day!
I have also begun delegating dinner duty. A few weeks ago, for a project she was doing, Afton had to plan and prepare dinner for an entire week. I was so impressed with how well she did that I decided this was a skill all my kids needed. It has not quite saved me meal prep time yet however. The kids are doing all the work themselves but I must be nearby to clarify procedures and demonstrate techniques when necessary. Occasionally they assign me a simple task like stir a pot while they are chopping or something. This may save me up to an hour a day once they get the hang of things in the kitchen.
With all this extra time on my hands I have been able to catch up on filing and paperwork, maintain the downstairs apartments, do sewing projects, read and occasionally rest. I am so grateful for my kids and their help.