Saturdays have become regular working days in our household. Between the running-of-errands, dance, sports and yoga practice, chores, washing up and laundry there really aren’t many moments of tranquility. But I suppose this is something I’ll miss once the kids have moved out. Right now it’s hard to imagine though.
Could almost give my right hand for just a few days with NOTHING on the agenda. Now you’re all thinking “Why the heck doesn’t she cut down on the do’s then?”. Well, the thing is that I’ve really tried my best. But there are certain things that are hard to cut out. Like washing clothes, for instance. Or paying bills.
Of course I could always deny the kids their hobbies. Believe me, sometimes I feel the urge to do just that. But somehow it doesn’t feel fair. Apparently I’m too mushy a mum to let the kids suffer from my fatigue.
I suppose I could quit blogging. But I happen to like it and writing makes me happy. So that doesn’t seem too smart either. The only thing left then is cutting down on training (and my own well-being ). In the long run, that would be really stupid, since regular work outs are the reason I’ve kept my sanity in this whirlwind existence.
One thing I have cut down on however, is having a social life. Obviously, that’s not too clever either, but since it was a choice between that or yoga practice, there wasn’t much to do about it. So now this former “socialite” has become a fanatic yoga recluse… Hmm, that does sound a bit freaky. I definitely need to get out more.