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Dissecting idleness-2

Morning 


7.20- Alarm rings
7.30a.m- Tea 'n my soul cola via Sanskar
7.50- Instant Porridge ( thank -the- inventors for the instant stuffs) and muesli served for breakfast
8-00 - "Chibu uuuu ..at-ta baje , oooth! College jabii naa?"
           Groggy reply -"Five mini" 
          ( this is repeated till 9 when the reply changes to "Go away , woman")
9.00- Breakfast with Bhaskar ( one of the saner things in my day)
9.00- 10.00- chores/ washing/ cleaning ( how did my house survive before??)
10.00 onwards - computer on /net surfing / corrections etc. etc. ( I have to earn my living still) 
10.45- Mammam arrives ( thank god for the little mercies in life) - chit chat arrives with my cup of coffee
11.00- Back to work
In between there are more combined efforts to wake up Chibu ( which is a futile  - till I decide to turn ballistic ), phone calls from Poonam and listening to music while working -if I am lucky with the numerous calling bell trips to the front door!
Afternoon
1.30- Finally I get up for my lunch- I need my break  with yet another dose of mush....another rerun of Kuch kuch....or Pardes or anything that catches my fancy !
 Cat nap follows..the luxury of semi employment!!!
Evening
6.00- Walk in the park ( enjoying it these days ! the walkers are familiar faces- but thankfully no chit chat cos everyone walks seriously and I take my phone these days and listen to all the ABBA songs that I love!)
After that there is no definite routine really- some days we go out and some days we stay in - I scrabble as usual and Bhaskar watches TV!
 That's my life in a limbo- people say I am glowing cos I stay in, walk and drink plenty of fluids :)
Bhaskar  says it suits me fine, Chibu says he cannot bear me in the house and I still don't know if I can do this forever! But who cares? Right now let me  enjoy my Lemon Tart and   savor the moments of happiness and peace!    
I'll train to be a super woman tomorrow.......               

Comments

  1. Delo13 March 2012 at 08:35

    Loved this!A peek-boo at your day after qutting full-time job.

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  2. amrita13 March 2012 at 09:48

    :)) thanks Delo...love your visits!!!

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