Random note: I smell like breastmilk. Anywau, have not even reach work, im already looking forward to going home.
I did my laundry and cleaned the house yesterday. It feels so satisfiying. I have been watching and following loads of stay-at-home moms. Best kan kla boleh bake own roti, cook your own meals, take care of the kids, teach them and be their full-time care-takers.
I should be grateful that I can work from home. It is not so much of not wanting to work. I just feel like I’m wasting my time.
Eversince Yusuf came into our lives, I find time is extra precious. I used to just laze the weekends away and then go to work with no guilt. Now, every minute is precious. Im just tired of this endless cycle. Ive been working for nearly 10years and till now, I can barely count the number of times I’m proud of my job.
This is just a job. Not passionate at all about it. Drag myself to work and live for the weekends. What kind of life is that?
Mid life crisis?
I just want to achieve my goals which have been sitting on my things-I-want-to-achieve list . These goals, I have been wanting them since I was in primary school. Till now, I have made a lil progress but I have still a long way to go.
I feel like Im wasting my energy on unnecessary things instead of channeling them to what is worth-while.
Anyway, I’m really ranting and not making much sense.
I want to go back. Figuratively and literally.