Some time ago I decided to start working part-time. Mainly because I couldn't stand the idea (and the feeling) of 'live to work' and I wanted more
time for myself. I will add, just in case someone thinks I'm just lazy, that I have been working since I was 16. But at one point I had enough of it!
So I work 3 days a week now.
That should give me some more free time...
The first weeks I found myself doing house chores all day long until I had a good chat with myself that this was not why I cut down on my working
hours! So I told the f*ckers in the house, (there are 3 btw: big f*cker and 2 little f*ckers, the husband and the daughter with her bf who is kinda
living with us... and they are 'the f*ckers' whenever I feel upset that all I do is clean up their messes!), anyway, I told the little f*ckers to
start doing their own laundry, they are 23 and 24 years old, so they want to be treated like adults? Fine, do your own chores from now on and be glad
that I still buy and make your food.
That will give me some free time....
Then I found, that everyone else figured out that I'm home more often, so they either stop by (unannounced) or they call me on the phone for two
hours, and none of them has anything to say that is even of the slightest interest to me! So I called the phone company and arranged for number
recognition on my land line. And so began the daily routine of holding a ringing phone in my hand, looking at my mothers number, and feeling thrilled
with myself for not having, and not wanting to pick up! Around the same time, for the first time in my life I hid in the hallway when the doorbell
rang and peeked through the little window in the door to see who it was so I could decide to not open the door... Most of the time I don't open the
door! No calls, no company.
So that will give me some more free time!
Weeks later, I think they all get the idea and I finally feel like I have a bit more free time to do the things I love...
I started a painting, that I didn't finish... because I didn't make time especially for that.
Instead I bought 5 new books at a second hand bookstore, because I really wanted to start reading again! I was really thrilled about the idea on my
way home and already visualized myself under a cozy blanket on the couch, with a cup of coffee and a good book!
But I can't start reading now... I can't start anything new, knowing that I first have to start watching season 5 of "The Handmaid's Tale", and the
new episodes of "House of the dragon" and "Ring of Power" !
And even then, I can't find the time right now to watch Amazon, or Netflix,
because I need to put more effort in leveling my nightelf to lvl 80 in WOTL classic! And that has absolute FIRST priority!!!
Meanwhile it is fall in my garden
I was supposed to shovel leaves today, I promised myself that I would, but I made up an excuse about the weather, and about how my aunt kept texting
me and eventually I had to call her (two whole hours!!!) so after that it was to late already, couldn't do garden work if I wanted to start dinner in
time. And of course I'd have to shower first...
I really could've find something else to do in the house, if I wanted to... or start my short story for the ATS monthly contest... but I didn't
(and I went and did a dungeon with my guild instead.)
And while all this happened, the little f*cker suggested that she would shovel the leaves, but only if I pay her 10 euro/hour.... I said "nope" and
made her load the dishwasher instead ... she's been sulking like a teenager ever since, mainly because I no longer treat her like the little princess
of the house and is now trying to get her father to agree with her. He doesn't. (lol)
And last I want to add one more thing,
from the bottom of my heart:
that I have this amazing husband,
who laughs with it all, and who is perfectly ok with me; being me... and still calls me amazing.
edit on 5-10-2022 by KindraLabelle2 because: (no reason given)