Huff, puff, whew, for an update.....

Ok, so here come the updates, only bear with me, pant pant,  deep breath, it's week- old news. Sep 3 - schools started, grin, pant, grin! And since Monday last, this is what I've been doing. Running around, ticking things off my list which grows bigger and bigger and am thus reduced to playing catch up, and being somehow in time :o) And if you think I'm the evil parent relieved that the summer if over, to my defense I've read quite a few relief-posts on the fact that schools have begun.

 Big G carries a big bag to school, if it's full of books its twice her body weight. Good thing is a lot of these books remain at school. Only 2 books at home at a time. lil G has reconciled to the fact that her class no longer has a slide in it and she has a new class teacher. She wants to make a good impression on her and so shakes her head in refusal, with a pout, when I say I will convey some naughty stuff she has done. I get to hear a summary of her day during the evening - bits and pieces which give me a fair picture. Big G has an Agenda from which I come to know what has happened in class.

Stayed up a couple of nights covering books - roped in the husband too and discovered we have very different methods of doing this. My method involves not cutting the paper off but tucking in the ends and the middle. His way is a slight V-shaped cut in the middle and that's it. School tiffin still remains a work-in-progress as we have to pack 'healthy' in and one child takes cheese sandwiches and the other bread smeared with nutella and peanut butter! Cucumber and carrots on the side. It's kind of boring to make the same stuff every day:( Ideas welcome:)

I had my French class and surprisingly could manage to speak it, though the grammar was a bit questionable /:) Also decided to do some Dutch twice a week. It's in another town and a longish commute. I never thought I would recall with fondness local trains in Mumbai when I see the relaxed schedules and long waiting times for trains here. All in all, this calls for a lot of planning and efficiency on my behalf. Much needed, for me, I think. I've been slacking.

I know of some mothers who've enrolled their kids in many activities and chauffeur them around. Since we walk to most places, I have enrolled both the g's into a gym on Wednesday evenings and Big G for ballet on weekends. I guess that's all the number of balls I can juggle, am ok if I drop any once in a while:) Once again a deep bow to Mom's who work outside home and manage kids and home (and blogs, etc). I still haven't got around to painting my toe-nails!

A birthday month is a good time for introspection but really, practical stuff takes precedence and that slight feeling of discontent seeps in. I wonder if this is what I really want, when I have to run constantly just to be where I am.  Where I try to control each and every aspect of my life, aiming at perfection, but the memories and sensations of the moment are often tough to recall.

Sharing something which I find apt for my circumstance at the moment (maybe a bit morbid, but I  do agree with it)

It is true that I create over and over again the same difficulties for myself in order to struggle over and over again to master them [but] to continually struggle against the same problem and to continually fail to dominate it brings a feeling of frustration and a kind of paralysis. What is necessary to life, to livingness, is to move on, in other words to move from one kind of problem to another.

Anaïs Nin in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953.

So, that's me, the dog with a bone......at least as of now.