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If Only For Tonight

It's 8.15pm and there's only one word on my mind right now. Tired. Another word. Exhausted. Bamboozled. Torpedoed. At times like this, I wish there was someone who could help me with the laundry, clean up the final few dishes, put away the cups, hang up the clothes and tutor the kids. I don't have the energy tonight and I just wanna....you know....plop onto something really fluffy and nice...and cool. I am not only shouldering the responsibility of being a mom, I am also a myriad of other things and sometimes people are not very understanding or compromising about that. They see me at home and think that I am sitting here, shaking my leg, chatting with friends and basically having the time of my life. The dark circles under my eyes tell a different story. The things we do for the kids....the family. I never knew this is what mothers do because if I did, I would have been better to my own mom. I am so tired after washing down the back kitchen and dishes. And yet, the stupid dryer is beeping away telling me that the clothes in it are dry. I just wish someone would do it for me....just for tonight because I feel like collapsing.

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kat saidā€¦
Been there, done.. oops! Still there! Except in my case, the laundry is still wet in the washer and I need to clear away the dry laundry still hanging there to make way for the wet laundry!

But yeah, there are days where I just leave the dishes in the sink and washing in the washer and turn myself in. Unfortunately it's worse when I get up in the morning and the dishes are still in the sink and washing still in the washer!

Hang in there. You just earned another voucher to yell at your kids that you did EVERYTHING for them when they were kids and they'd better ....... (fill in whatever you want them to do) :D

*hugs*
Marsha Maung saidā€¦
kat, I didn't technically yelled at the kids but I trudged around grumpily and groaned a lot. Kids looked at the pitiful sight and I earned myself a 60 seconds massage from each child. :-) Better than nothing!

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