Lists are good. Lists are purveyors of sanity. Lists may not get tasks done, but they bring order to the chaos that is life. Lists, at certain places of work, can literally save lives. Checklists, do-to-lists, index lists, bucket lists, shopping lists- call them what you will, they certainly make life that teeny bit easier.... Continue Reading →
What will become of us?
As Lil' Z wakes up more morose than usual (it is mostly not her fault to be honest https://manicmumlife.wordpress.com/2017/07/05/broody-mornings/) and even my generally sunnily disposed male progeny seems a bit off- kilter, I wonder- we are all going a bit stir- crazy, absolutely. These are unprecedented days, weeks and months. Only in the distant future... Continue Reading →
Day 31- Let’s talk the physical
Surprisingly, home workouts don't suck. I mean, not more than the usual- I cannot breathe, I might pass out, why the f*&% do I do this suckiness. The key for me has been consistency in terms of time, and variation in the training itself. Setting tolerant mini-goals have been helpful as well. I struggle on... Continue Reading →
Day 21- And it shall continue
So, this is not the end, as expected. After the early days of 'break- taking', and routine- creating, the past few days have been surprisingly busy and productive and messy and incredibly wholesome. I did domestic duties and kept the children occupied during the day, and worked on a paper all night. And trained at... Continue Reading →
Day 19- Imagination
I am not sure if this is normal. Sometimes, the inner workings of the human mind are hard to unravel. I do not know if this is how everyone thinks, functions, lives. I am curious though. I cannot imagine somebody not having this at their disposal, life would be unbearable if it were so. Imagination.... Continue Reading →
Day 12- Of symbolism and hope
Shame me, blame me. Berate me, belittle me. Hate me, spite me. Slay me, burn me, stake me; if you so wish. Find me kneeling at the alter of science, you will. Shroud facts under heavy blankets of symbolism. Mystify truths to cloud our sapience. Call me faithless and a pariah. To my... Continue Reading →
Day 11- Better days
Heard this just I opened the page to type. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGP6JP_hAPM I am happy for the life I have lived thus far. I've not had less, nor more. Just enough, of everything; laughter, joy, pain, love, gauntlets, triumphs. Do I regret my choices? If I'm being honest, no. Could I have done things differently? I... Continue Reading →