This is my story and the story of many young couples today. It’s about a journey to work-life balance.
9 to 5 equals 7 to 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. Continue reading This busy
Lets not be like the blind man who has met with the elephant,
Who knows just one part but thinks the knowledge of others is irrelevant.
Lets find comfort in difference, and give everyone a voice,
Lets not be offended when their way is not our choice. Continue reading Lets Accept That We Don’t See
Stand up and fight for what is right,
With words imperfect, but a heart that’s alright.
Be the flame that sheds light – alive and strong,
When society wants a display of money, or when you see something wrong. Continue reading Stand up and fight for what is right
She’s there for a reason and her reason is money.
If you’re not doing well she won’t find your jokes funny!
She can’t understand why you treat her so well,
When here purse is empty and her budget’s shot to hell.
Continue reading She’s there for a reason
We’re the women who dress up to visit our mothers.
We live by our own standards, don’t paint us with your colour.
Blow dry our hair and put on our best dress,
No it’s not a night out to paint the town red! Continue reading Paint The Town RED
A home that’s relaxed needs organisation and routine,
Things bought in advance, and no last minute cooking.
But there’s just one thing that used to cause me stress,
Paperwork and clearing my inbox, something I’d rather attend to a lot less.
Continue reading Comfort Food and Writing
An exception to the rule
I’m generally not prone to feelings of sadness. Looking back, I realise that I have tended to stumble upon coping mechanisms at times of loss or when life gets difficult. Having someone to lean on, and someone to learn from has been a tremendous help. Daily meditation helps me look at things from a different perspective, so that the ordinary growing pains that accompany change don’t scare me like they did before. Not for long, at least.
But there’s one annual exercise that is the exception to this rule – the annual filing of our income tax returns. I usually do this during a non-teaching week, because I get really stressed with it. My husband just has to take one look at me, and he know’s that it’s ‘that’ time of the year.
This phase of sadness usually lasts four days each year. I pull out papers – not a lot – this is the easy part. Then, I bravely open my email – which is so full of spam, advertisements, and constant reminders, that I can’t find any mails I really need. And that when panic hits!
You’ll know I’m having a bad day if you see me at the local coffee shop with my never fail solution, that helps me through this stressful time each year. Chocolate cake and hot cup of chai! Continue reading Piano practise tips to help me with annual income tax woes