man may be crumpled, wrung, spit out and not have the strength to move your ass, even after the tea, a few words, the exchange of thoughts with another person can act as a tank with caffeine. Today I received a long-awaited message, and again I will probably not even halfway. I lack inspiration, but I thought to forward a lot. I could use a device that will record my reactions, and then converts them to text file.
would seem that, as I write this blot, should also, or instead, focus on response to mail, but it is not so simple. Too great pleasure to me to make, so I just sat down and wrote back. And I should, because the sooner I will send a message the sooner I get feedback response. Paradoxically, however, delay, delight in words, then I am angry that I have to go in abeyance pending the receipt of fresh letters.
How is little need to be happy ... It is also what I learned from the emails:)
with everyday life:
I have at home a small hospital ward. For a week I hardly sleep, because, as is the fate of the case, ironically celebrating with me and when it recovers Young, Little takes over the baton. Already got used to the doctor visits once a week and trips to the hospital or to the emergency room every few days.
Yesterday my husband left for two days, and I, returning from a shopping trip almost wywinęłam eagle on the stairs outside the house. The strain had drżączki and a helicopter in the head. Only that I am not afraid of such things, especially if I have to be each other's refuge and support, to help when no one is not. Luckily my neighbor was accompanied by the arrival of the kids in the nursery, she would not give councils carry several kilograms (more than 8 young plus car seat) and also ran for Little, who can not safely go kilkunastometrowego episode. After an hour of this 17-grandmother came to us and you can imagine the joy which greeted it. Self-care of the two glutamate is almost as exhausting as working in quarries (I know, because I had the dubious pleasure). It would be probably easier if I had at the time of stay of children at nursery school the next zarwaną night sleep it off, take some rest, but it's not my story. I washed two large windows and furniture in the room switched Little, got rid of half of the stack has dried laundry, I put the washing bedding i. .. I sat for a moment on the swing garden with a book and a cigarette. No, I do not smoke compulsively. I decided to take a cigarette as an excuse for my doing nothing. So many responsibilities at home to odbębnienia the use of lazy pleasure in this situation gives me a pang of conscience. And if you saw my house - a picture of misery and despair in every room a mess, clothes, towels, bedding, curtains arrears in piles in every empty space waiting for the laundry, because I can not keep from drying. For this toy distributed on each floor, books on the floor, because it is easier Little choose the one which interested her, Organizing and yet at this little no time. Not even the children do not bend the gear, I have my own areas to grasp and somehow I can not comprehend.
Do not think yourself, is not complaining. I could spend all day at the computer and grumble, the dust is dancing on a monitor, and had established even a dog hair in the bathroom. I wish only that the effects of my work was finally visible. I would be satisfied then, my work would make sense, and while I have no where to put a cup of green tea, because the desk is drowning in unnecessary klamotach.
If it seems to you that I am a cyborg, and my life is limited to kurodomowania, also you are wrong. I can delegate some duties to the husband, but ... Exactly - I'm with those who prefer the same. He has to grasp the oven, cellar, garden, garbage, dirty gary, I - exactly what I have the strength and desire. The first time in several years I washed the windows, I always did my husband. But I could not resist - I love to do during the revolution, when I know that will not come and did not scrutinize my actions. Annoyed me questions if I do not want to break me with something that does not help if I wanted a cup of coffee. I like to drown in his own thoughts in organizing, cleaning, although I always end up an even bigger mess - after all, throw away everything from the shelves, drawers, cabinet corners, to lay some clothes in the dresser, which I'm going to do this.
And in the evening aerobics! Absolutely! Nothing gives such a surge of serotonin, as a large dose of physical exercise in cheerful music.
Howgh.
Ps. This is what begins the Dosia the zaległym leave:)
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