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All I want on Wednesday is…

Stressful. Every Wednesday is stressful. Here’s why 6.15am : Wake up, prepare breakfast 6.30am : Shower 6.45am : Wake kids up and get them to shower 7.25am : Leave house, fetch kids to school 8.00am : Reach Joshua’s school 8.15am : Hang around in BHP petrol station 8.45am : Fetch Jared to school 9.10am : Reach home, start work 10.30am : Prepare lunch 11.45am : Fetch Jared and his schoolmate back from school 12.15pm : Send schoolmate back home, reach home 12.30pm : Lunch 1.30pm : Clean up lunch stuff 2.00pm : Start work 2.45pm : Drop Jared off at piano class 3.00pm : Dash off to pick Joshua up from school 3.25pm : Got Joshua and send him to piano class next 3.45pm : Reach piano school 4.00pm : Joshua’s piano class 4.30pm : Joshua finish piano 4.45pm : Reach home, prepare dinner 5.45pm : Clean-up kitchen 6.30pm : Dinner 7.30pm : Clean-up dinner stuff 7.50pm : Finally get to sit down for a while OR work 8.15pm : Shower for the kids 8.45pm : Homework for the kids 9.30pm : Get kids ready for bed, story time 10.00pm : Kids asleep. ALONE AT LAST! And they say I have all the time in the world. Granted, not every day is like this because most days I have time to do my work but Wednesday is not my favorite day in the world. Sadly, this year, my birthday will fall on my least favorite day of the week, so, I will be clearing the piano classes and will be ta-powing for the day just to give myself a ‘birthday present’. I told the kids, this birthday, I don’t want ANY birthday present. All I want on my birthday is NO RUNNING AROUND, NO TRAFFIC JAM, NO CLEANING, NO COOKING, and some bloody well-deserved peace of mind. Sigh….

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