The root of all kinds of evil?

How most days go:

• Drag self out of bed by power of coffee alone.
  
• Drag self downstairs to pump and watch something on Hulu.
  
• Stare at Hulu until baby cries.
  
• Fetch baby.
  
• Feed baby while Hulu eats my tender head parts.
  
• Spend rest of day somewhat paying attention to Grace, somewhat paying attention to my own needs, possibly doing a microgram of housework and somewhat paying attention to my computer.
  
• Put baby to bed.
  
• Watch more shows or read online.
  
• Drag self to bed.
  

How today went:

• Drag self out of bed by power of coffee alone.
  
• Grace cries early, so no pumping or Hulu.
  
• Feed baby in bedroom. My messy, messy bedroom. That is driving me crazy.
  
• Change baby.
  
• Clean bedroom for an hour.
  
• Toss monstrous pile of dirty clothes downstairs.
  
• Go downstairs, sort laundry while baby shouts at Cat and makes out with washing machine.
  
• Give baby some fruit. And cheerios.
  
• Put baby down for nap.
  
• Shower.
  
• Brush teeth.
  
• Take out garbage.
  
• Eat something that actually counts as breakfast.
  
• Fold a metric ton of laundry AND put it away.
  
• Do three more loads.
  
• Start thawing meat for dinner.
  
• Fold more laundry.
  
• Read a book. For HALF AN HOUR.
  
• Feed baby.
  
• Go for walk/grocery run.
  
• Stop and talk to neighbor lady for 20 minutes. The awesome older one with coral lipstick and perfect landscaping. That she does herself. At the age of 432. She is besotted with The child. I glow.
  
• Chat with flamboyant older couple in Piggly Wiggly. Both are enchanted with The Child. I glow.
  
• Arrive home with groceries.
  
• Put groceries away.
  
• Play with baby.
  
• Put baby down for nap.
  
• More laundry.
  
• Start dinner in crock pot (oh crap, it says 6-7 hours on HI, not 3-4 hours, so I guess we'll eat at ten!).
  
• Dishes.
  
• Finally sit down to computer because feet are screaming in pain.
  
• Feel like not a totally useless piece of crap.
  
• Oh! More laundry! Sweet! (and yes, I'm actually excited for more laundry)
  

I think I need to get rid of my computer. Except that it's my lifeline to friends and sanity. Hmmm. What to do.