Fire Fighting Mode Chapter 2 – She’s like the bottom of the pot where the spoon scrapes when there’s not enough inside to put on our plates. Like the bottom of the barrel that bears the pressure when it’s filled to the brim. With no ease or leisure.
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When Chores Take Over | She’s got OCD
Fire Fighting Mode Chapter 1 – She’s got OCD – it keeps her safe, the world will end if the tendli is cut round, not straight.
This Busy
Becoming Microwave Madam Chapter 6 – 9 to 5 equals 7, on days that are busy they’re home after eleven. Both of them work and their schedule’s real tight,
it’s what they expected but this busy isn’t right.
The Maid
Becoming Microwave Madam Chapter 4 – The maid was a solution that started another problem – She goes on leave for just 15 days
from the 15th of Feb till the 15th of May.
Microwave Madam
Becoming Microwave Madam Chapter 2 – You might need to remember India at the time home appliances entered the market, to understand Microwave Madam. The resistance to new which also encompasses the attitude to the new woman in a housing societies, but does not extend to her husband.
A Full Circle
It has to be a full circle to show you your face, a mirror that reveals that hidden dark place.
The Piano Practise’r’s
They go to the piano on days that are sad, On days they feel happy, or to let out their mad. On days that go well and on days they feel taxed, Because, most important of all – they play to relax. Listen to music for joy – not as homework. Different genres and stylesContinue reading “The Piano Practise’r’s”
More on my Middle
Hey diddle diddle there’s more on my middle, I need to go down for a walk!
Possibilities .. a poem about my dreams for the future
Sometimes I sits, I sits and thinks, of things I’ve never seen, Of places that I’ll never know, of what I may not be. Of all the possibilities that seem so far away, of all the lovely winding roads, that lead out from my gate. I dream of possibilities I cannot see awake, OfContinue reading “Possibilities .. a poem about my dreams for the future”
Dear Change,
I’m grateful for your constant and steady companionship.
I have not always felt that way about your many visits,
but as time goes by, I’m growing to value them.
the relaxed housekeeper 