Every morning, my day starts with such energy and high, i plan all the things i want to get done, my day seems so full of potential. It feels like i could be on a cloud and just choreograph people in doing what i want :) and the world (my world) would be so perfect with a bling.
Then mid morning happens and reality of the day and the practicality of it dawns on me, and my sore wish, that i can use extra help to get things done, gets stronger and stronger.
I have this rotating list, that for heavens sake, just gets pushed back and back. The realty space it takes in my head is boggling. So now my latest venture is to book myself a kayaking day trip for myself, just me. But now i'm having second thoughts if i should tag ammi along too and do the kayaking dinner trip. As i'm finishing that thought the pending call to dentist clashes with it.
You know it would be better off and more sane if i just picked the phone and finished it. But since i'm a procrastinator, i've learnt to live with my rotating lists and the mistakes i made.
On a lighter, sweeter note, yday in the park, while Taran and Isha were petting Marcello's dog, chucho, in the middle of that, he ran to me with a wild flower in his hand. I felt so loved...just as my feeling was taking me over, he ran back (to the dog i thought, but no!). he came back with another wild flower in his hand for Isha's mom. I was beaming in my heart with love and pride. My son knows how not to leave a lady without a flower. muaah meri jaan....
signing off with T's fave song we sing in the car...
Then mid morning happens and reality of the day and the practicality of it dawns on me, and my sore wish, that i can use extra help to get things done, gets stronger and stronger.
I have this rotating list, that for heavens sake, just gets pushed back and back. The realty space it takes in my head is boggling. So now my latest venture is to book myself a kayaking day trip for myself, just me. But now i'm having second thoughts if i should tag ammi along too and do the kayaking dinner trip. As i'm finishing that thought the pending call to dentist clashes with it.
You know it would be better off and more sane if i just picked the phone and finished it. But since i'm a procrastinator, i've learnt to live with my rotating lists and the mistakes i made.
On a lighter, sweeter note, yday in the park, while Taran and Isha were petting Marcello's dog, chucho, in the middle of that, he ran to me with a wild flower in his hand. I felt so loved...just as my feeling was taking me over, he ran back (to the dog i thought, but no!). he came back with another wild flower in his hand for Isha's mom. I was beaming in my heart with love and pride. My son knows how not to leave a lady without a flower. muaah meri jaan....
signing off with T's fave song we sing in the car...
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