“Alone time”

Nothing dirty happening here. Let me be very clear about that before you read any further. This post is my random rant after a long day of work outside the house managing a team of 30-odd people, attending to strangers because it is called customer service, followed by managing a household that entails literally everything. I am sure there are millions of such posts where a woman is talking about how she is expected to perform all her duties irrespective of what her day has been outside of the house, so if this is getting boring for you; stop reading. I am in no mood to oblige.

I am a person who needs to write it out, not just talk it out. Therefore, I write about anything and everything. Sometimes even turn it into a poem.

Broken promises

Shielded with excuses,

I pick myself up for tomorrow will be a new day.

Smiling in pain

I want to do no more.

Little ones notice it all

so, I get real.

Trying too hard for all the wrong things

I make choices

Leaving dishes in the sink.

I wrap my hands around a book

Under the Whispering Door

The little ones ask

how far I got.

Tomorrow will be a new day

I remind my aching soul

The one that craves

for the hug that I always adored.

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