Right here, right then............

This post was in my draft......................more than a year old. Today (17 May 2011) when I am revisiting my blog, the only reader, i decided to publish it.......what the heck..........

Back to the low country and all that! Had my first one admitted to school, visited the commune, through with dr. visits, met up with my few friends here and then on, its been routine.............. We do the school run Mon-Fri, husband goes to drop her, i go for picking up with the lil one in a twin mega-stroller, then its cooking, cleaning, nap times, craft times, tantrums, baths, bedtime. Add ironing , baking, some experimental cooking, on some other days, yawn!!!!!. Weekends are skype with both parent sets, finito!!

What is new, really nothing. Toyed with the idea of rejoining Dutch classes, as i had left before i could complete level 2, but not possible, little one is too little. Ok, how about the gym, really need to lose some 10 odd kgs, and a few inches, but no..............no progress, same con as number one. Driving classes.................. same treatment and ditto for swimming. A new caveat, wait for summer. Winter is for hibernation.

Haircut, shopping..........why didn't you stock up in India? You mean I need to wait till December next? I really can't be bothered with doing anything with my so insipid life and lifestyle. How much can u surf the internet aimlessly? I just don't like facebook and its farce sometimes. I mean people i know can't even be bothered to comment on my pics, or answer messages though they browse through my wall posts like everytime they log in! Huh, so much for knowing that lot!

Get a job! Just so unsuccessful at it, I am ashamed to admit. Nobody calls me, except to send me reject letters and wish me success in my endeavor. I feel like I am a big big loser. When I was working in India i did do my work sincerely and was good at it, but apparently things like that don't matter. Wish I knew what does, but nothing seems to work here.

The kids have persistent cold and cough no end in sight. I get the blues so often, how long can one live a life like this - transient, neither here nor there. Big G's school and dropping her and fetching her give the day some structure. Little g can stand up now and falls and explores stuff - sure does her bit to make up for the gym bit.

Edited to add... Things have not changed much even now.....I am still a somewhat reluctant home-maker, still get lows and highs mostly i swim with the tide, just reconciled to being like this for a while more............... Parenting is a lonely job.



Comments

  1. Sujatha Sathya16 April 2012 at 18:01

    whoa! this was quite something! a rush!


    """but apparently things like that don't matter."""" - Classic :)

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  2. Chatty Wren16 April 2012 at 23:09

    IMHO, Sujatha, things like doing your work well or aptitude really don't matter that much. What matters a lot more is projection, attitude, relationship with boss and peers, your clothes, and other dynamics.

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