November 2019

1.5 years went by just like that. And this November… I started working again. 20hours, 2 kids, classes, play dates…. lots on the plate to juggle.

I wasn’t feeling very well this week. I couldn’t cope… I am swimming in all the tasks, work, travel etc. I am rushing… and only rushing around like a headless chicken. Which made me think… is it worth it? Other than for the pension. My salary is nothing.

Maybe I really need to give myself more time to get into shape again. The boys are not making my days easier. There are days that they scream and whines. And I can’t do anything. Without the village here… life is hard and it’s all me and nothing but me.

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