To wait an Hour—is long—
If Love be just beyond—
To wait Eternity—is short—
If Love reward the end
Emily Dickinson
I keep telling myself that in this day and age, a 9-5 job is a sugarcoated fantasy. I made the decision to work from home and spend most of my time playing house, ehh... keeping house just so that Aishah would have at least one parent present most of her waking hours. And especially to keep Che Anwar's needs in check. Che Anwar on the other hand is a very busy man. My neo-Stepfordian regime to spice things up a tad is often sabotaged by last minute emergency meetings or simply by my lowered energy level immediately after Aishah's Energizer batteries run out.
But sometimes, with the help of herbal and verbal supplements that I get from the company of nocturnal friends who would listen to me ramble while waiting for the man of the manor to come back, I do stay awake long enough to earn a lil sum'in sum'in. It gets very frustrating sometimes when it is way too late, when dinner begins to disintegrate, hair gets de-coiffured, candles and moods burnt out...
Before I relive an episode of Idaman, I would just give up and sink my chakras into bed and let all the bad qi be earthed. Think happy, live strong.
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