There must be more to life than this...
OK..this might be a total mess of pure whining, but bear with me ok?
Going back after the sun sets, and seeing your loved ones just an hour before bedtime.
Having on-the-go dinners, and sleeping at the wee hours of the morning.
Looking forward for weekends, but do not get to even have some quality 'me' time due to planned & unplanned activities.
And to go through the vicious cycle again come Monday...*sigh*
As much as love my job right now, sometimes I just feel like taking some timee off and reflect on my life. If it is going to be like this, I wonder if it's really worth it. Travelling is less lately, but only because it is nearly the end of the year. Looking at the activities lined up for next year, looks like I'll be frequenting KLIA again.
Poor Lil Cub has been having his dinner at the school the past 1 week. Everytime Buster picks me up from work with him in the back seat I feel like crying. Will he hate me one day for this? Will he love me less? Will he love the teachers more? Will he send me to 'old-folks-nursery' when I am old and grey?
I am not the only one who is going thru this. Buster will be on 'high-speed-long-hours' mode until March due to their 50th anniversary celebrations. Emm went thru 3 weeks of leaving Little Sprog at the nursery till 9 everyday. But even knowing that, it really doesn't make it any easier on me.
Surely, there must be more to life than this, right? Or isn't there?
Going back after the sun sets, and seeing your loved ones just an hour before bedtime.
Having on-the-go dinners, and sleeping at the wee hours of the morning.
Looking forward for weekends, but do not get to even have some quality 'me' time due to planned & unplanned activities.
And to go through the vicious cycle again come Monday...*sigh*
As much as love my job right now, sometimes I just feel like taking some timee off and reflect on my life. If it is going to be like this, I wonder if it's really worth it. Travelling is less lately, but only because it is nearly the end of the year. Looking at the activities lined up for next year, looks like I'll be frequenting KLIA again.
Poor Lil Cub has been having his dinner at the school the past 1 week. Everytime Buster picks me up from work with him in the back seat I feel like crying. Will he hate me one day for this? Will he love me less? Will he love the teachers more? Will he send me to 'old-folks-nursery' when I am old and grey?
I am not the only one who is going thru this. Buster will be on 'high-speed-long-hours' mode until March due to their 50th anniversary celebrations. Emm went thru 3 weeks of leaving Little Sprog at the nursery till 9 everyday. But even knowing that, it really doesn't make it any easier on me.
Surely, there must be more to life than this, right? Or isn't there?
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posted by lion3ss | 9:03 AM
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