Sunday, February 13, 2011

The growing pile of "do".
Today is just one of those Sundays where I have come home after lunch and done NOTHING. It's 5.10pm and I still have little to no intention to do anything productive.

I think the wear of coming home and having responsibilities all the time, moving from waking to working to washing and cooking has been difficult. Although Dennis has been so helpful, I have finally come to a stop-short 3 months in and just decided to do NOTHING today. Which is nice because he's cooking a valentine's dinner. I really do wish I was superwoman all the time though. Mainly I'm just tired.

Am I doing too much? I don't feel like I am, just managing the house and our life and getting back into church ministry and trying to get some socialisation in there. Not much time left for anything. But I consider them all essentials. Oh and exercise too. So it's not easy. What should I cut out?

Monday, February 07, 2011

It could be so much more


Attests the NS man sitting before me.
Crudely, he explains the philosophy and technique of "angkat bolah"
and then presents the new and improved version.
A pair of crossed pinkies to hold a stick, he says.
"It could be so much more".
I just blink at him and try to remember that we are married.


We've been blowing bubbles a lot lately.
It's been helping me think.
And for the first time ever, in our relationship, in our knowing each other,
He's come into my special world and entered the door of my fragile imagination.
Like no other has done.
I've dreamt of this for years.
I just never thought it would be between two chairs and a bottle of bubbles.
But it is, and it's perfect.
I think we will be doing this a lot.

Dennis: Why do you always blow such big bubbles?
me: You want the truth? Because I'm an overachiever.
Dennis: (laughing) Give me that, no more blowing for you.