Here I am blogging away on a Saturday night with 101 things to do in my head instead of blogging. It's only been two weeks now. I am a full housewife, I mean a real one. No maid, no help. Some people have no maid but have many "help" around the house. Could be from extended family member or hubby or kids. I have VERY little of that. I'm basically running aroud the house trying to do everything just like my maid used to do. I have yet to succeed. So far I only managed to mop upstairs once. Once!! My maid did it everyday. I surely cannot compare myself to her as her job was to clean the house, help me in cooking, do the laundry. I, on the other hand, other than taking over her job, I have the kids to care for, looking after their well-being and transport them everywhere, groceries shopping. No wonder I don't have enough time.
I don't know how other women do it, but I don't think I can last for long. There's so much to do and so little time. It is endless! I thought I can do it because I've done it before. Somehow rather this time I was wrong, it is so different. My body ache all over, I'm dead the minute my head touched the pillow at night, I can't watch any tv, read any paper and worst, no online time (unless I steal the time like now). It's rather hopeless. And still, I see all other women do it, all the time, no complaints!
And this is life?????
