This is filled with complaints.
1. I don't blog much because:
a. I need at least 5 hours of sleep daily.
b. Anything less than that, I'll need to use cosmetics to hide the monstrosity I see in the mirror.
c. I hate gunk on my face so I need to sleep.
(I'm running out of excuses soon.)
2. I wonder how maid-less working moms who do not have parents/relatives to help out survive. Childcare centres and childcare leave cannot help you when your kids have chicken pox. I am so very, very grateful that my parents are helping us take care of Huda and Farah who were down with chicken pox these past four weeks. Without my parents' help, I would have quit.
3. I find myself spending an inordinate amount of time working at home. After the kids go to bed, I will mark and prepare the next day's lessons. This takes place from 9pm to about midnight. I leave school at around 5pm daily. Despite this, I still cannot finish my work - especially the committee work which I label as important but not urgent. How like this? Is work incompatible with family life?
4. Tonight, I did not touch my work. In return, there is this terribly naggy voice inside my head telling me that I have work to do. I hate this. Why can't my time away from work be time for me? I think I have to look into getting that photocopying lady job.
