The new normal is taking a toll on me. My daily schedule has changed, I somehow have more things to do on a daily basis which I feel like 24 hours are just not enough. And yet somehow... not quite productive where my career is concerned. Not that I have a high flying career. And only if you want to call it career. Yeah.. someeeetimes I wish I had a real career instead. Not the domestic goddess career. Then again IT IS MY CHOICE. I was the one to decide what I want to be, how it should be and what it becomes. It is all in my hands. And of course in God's will. I'm rambling.
Kids are back in school and college. With different schedules and norms this time. The school kids are yet to take the transport to school and only eat homecooked food. While all these are a good change, it occupies my precious time. Not that I'm complaining but it took me away from things that I really want to do..for myself. Ok call me selfish. Fine.
At this very moment, I yearn for that beach getaway I planned with some buddies before the MCO. Supposed to happen during the MCO. Obviously postponed to god knows when. Yeah.. call me melodramatic for being so negative about life at this very moment. This is a writing therapy to vent out what's inside of me to protect me from going berserk. Oh well. As much as I need that coffee with some great people, I keep on having to postpone it due to the new hectic daily schedule.
Coffee. Girlfriend. Silly laughs over old memories. Sunset. Beach. Coffee again.
May the force be with me to settle into a more productive settling pace of life. At 50 I should be enjoying life travelling the world with no petty things to worry. No?
