"Do you ever sit down?" my friend asked me while we were out for a morning run.
I thought about her question for a moment.
"In the car. Does that count?"
I don't even sit at work as I have a stand-up desk.
"No, I mean like at home. Like on the couch."
I thought about the pretty gray couch I had purchased at the end of 2016 for our den. Nope. The answer is definitely no.
Once I get home from work and after picking up my daughters from their activities, I am like a whirling dervish, cleaning up the house and organizing for the next day. Eating sometimes involves me sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter. But, more often than not, I am standing and watching HGTV as I eat what passes for a meal -peanut butter on toast and an apple.
By the time I am done with all of my household tasks, it's all I can do to get into bed and keep my eyes open a few more minutes in order to read or watch Netflix.
"Nope, no couch sitting. In fact, not much sitting at all."
"Wouldn't it be nice just to sit on the couch for a few moments?" she asked.
I thought about couch sitting, and, yes, it would be nice. But then I pictured how I would sit there and think about all the other things I should be doing instead of sitting on the couch and realized it wouldn't be a very satisfying experience.
I guess I will be able to sit on the couch someday after my children are off at college. But, by then, it will probably make me sad to sit on the couch. Oh well, it's a pretty couch. At this rate, it will stay in mint condition.
Amanda is the mom of two, a reporter for WRAL-TV and the author of several books, including some on motherhood. Find her here on Mondays.