I must admit that not working is taking it's toll on me. I don't know where I am from minute to minute, I have spent the last year rushing around from home to work (which I loved very much as you all know) and then rushing home, getting kids, rushing off to take kids to ballet, tap, rainbows, and beavers, all being home in time for other things like guitar lessons etc.
Now I just feel like I'm floating in limbo, I walk Kieran to school (loving it) and then walking back home and driving Cheyenne to school, (because she doesn't like walking and I can't have her getting to school with both of us totally stressed out)! BUT what am I doing the rest of the time? Let's see cleaning toilets, washing (lots of bloody washing!) and ironing. Putting out bins and vacuuming the carpets, making the beds doing the dishes etc etc and so forth.
Let me just recap I used to do all this before I lost my job but now it's kind of like I am losing myself in housework and to top it all off I haven't been sleeping and 200 people were made redundant yesterday at Rob's place of work (thank God his job is safe) and because I am not rushing all over the place my sense of timing is absolute shite, I waited 15 minutes in the car park for Cheyenne because I just didn't have anything better todo. And this paragraph is an example of how mushy my mind is.
One thing's for certain all the time in the world doesn't make you happy if you can't go out and enjoy a steaming hot latte at the local Cafe Nero or Costa coffee.
In love and light
