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Posted by Alma on Jun 19, 2008 in Uncategorized | 2 commentsOne thing I found out today… when it rains, my dial up turns to nada… Darn…
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One thing I found out today… when it rains, my dial up turns to nada… Darn…
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Time.
I am a huge fan for planning, planners and other progess scheme. I plan my day the night before. I wake up early if laundry has to be done because water where we are at is not 24/7. Surprised? Yes, I almost cried in tears the first few days after we have moved. We have learned to keep water in huge buckets in the bathroom and in the laundry area. I was amazed to discover that we MIGHT be able to save on water bills this way. Imagine, no flowing water to abuse. No flowing water in the toilet… no water for children to happily play with…
I am very good in multi-tasking. Having four children and not alot of time for myself, I have learned to cram and do as much chores in one day. However, having learned alot of things the hard way, I have also learned that sometimes things doesn’t always go as planned. That a plan is sometimes just a plan. No biggies. No hurries.
Now let me give you an idea on how my day ends and begins…
I wake up at 5:00am if I have laundry to do. Water comes at around 5:30am so I needed the 30 minutes leeway for sorting and last minute collection of laundry. After the washer is loaded, I clean and sterilize all baby bottles, while waiting for the kettle of water to boil. See, 3 tasks in one go…
The baby is usually up by 6am and her ruckus wakes up the rest of the children. My eldest usually watches over the baby while I unload the washer and rinses the laundry. After rinsing and spinning of the laundry, I take all the clothes outside for hanging. Somehow, hanging the clothes relaxes me. The sun is usually up by now, usually 6:30am. While I am hanging the clothes, I can hear my children playing around and my baby usually screaming away over the master bedroom’s window. Not very quiet, but the noise makes me more aware on how things are going inside the house. My son usually stays out with me outside while I am hanging the clothes. He likes to watch the neighborhood dogs scurry for food.
After the short period of hanging of clothes, I prepare breakfast which is usually a bag of pandesal courtesy of my father, who after the death of my mother stays with us. Pandesal, along with the choice of palamans like Cheezy or butter. I sometimes throw in some omelettes and hotdogs. Clearing and washing of dishes is gladly my Dad’s task.
Since classes of my 2 older children starts at 12:50, the children hang around with me in the morning. They do any last minute homework during this time and yes, cleaning their rooms. I am very strict with cleaning of their rooms. I want closets, toys and books in order. This is also the time for my second daughter to practice her writing and reading with me. That, along with me either breastfeeding or bottlefeeding the youngest. A handful? Yes… and yes, this happens everyday… every single day.
At 10:30am, I prepare lunch. Cooking lunch should be fast. I like sauteing vegetables and frying fish or any meat available. Adobo is something I like to do and the children likes to eat. That is usually chicken and pork tossed in together since my father does not eat chicken. Lunch time is at around 11:30am and by 12:00noon, the children are off to the bathroom for their bath.
Bath time is another thing since I needed to assist my daughters with their daily conditioners. Yes, my children conditions their hair everyday. No shampoos because it dries up the hair. Since my daughters have curly hair, conditioners plays an important role in their hair regimen. By 12:20 they are done and off to putting on their school uniforms and they are off to school by 12:40 courtesy of Lolo.
By 1:00pm, my youngest is usually asleep. This is the time where I can quickly clean my room and straighten up the beds. No use cleaning up when the children are all around, so while half of them are out, I use this time to clean up and mop the floor, while hoping that the baby doesn’t wake up. And if she does, well… the jobs over and I try not to fuss too much…
This is also the time where I can blog. Blogging usually takes 30 minutes to 1 hour of my time. The other 30 minutes is spent tweaking the CSS of my webpage. My only son is usually asleep by this time. If not, he is usually playing with his toys beside me or in his sister’s room.
My daughter in kindergarten is usually back by 3:00pm. She likes to have a snack which is usually bread and milk. During this time, I needed to plan the ingredients for dinner. Dinner is usually around 6pm since my eldest daughter comes home around 5:10pm and is usually hungry for rice and anything with it.
By 6:00pm, dining table is usually set and we eat our dinner. Dinner time usually takes 30 minutes. After dinner is a flurry of medicine taking marathon. All children have to take their vitamins, and if sniffling, then anti-asthma is in order. As usual, my Dad does the cleaning up and the dishes and I haul everybody to their room to do last minute tidying up. My rule: No sleeping until the room is clean and all toys, books, and dirty clothes are in the laundry basket.
After all the ruckus, the children are all in bed, tucked in. Baby will soon follow and then, my turn to the shower AND then I turn on the PC to check my mail, bloglines and my blog. After 30 minutes, I usually tweak my CSS and then I fire up my calendar and open up my schedule and plan the next day… And then, I get to get my beauty sleep…
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One of the hardest things that I have discovered after leaving my husband was the fact that I was also leaving the image I had become accustomed to. I am not talking about the ritzy house and vehicle I used to drive, but the fact that economically, everything had changed. Not only that the economy in the Philippines had become harder to the regaular Juans and Pedros, but the daily increase of the price of daily commodities is hitting me along with the rest so hard I cannot keep tabs of the price of rice and oil everyday. I have also sworn off watching the news but instead opted for RSS feeds directly from Inquirer, and thats it.
I cannot believe how it is now for the rest, especially those living in the urban areas. Here where I’m at, we can still buy fish at P60 a kilo (fresh catch, and straight from the fishermen). Vegetables are still planted in small patches on land and readily shared to neighbors. Imagine me asking for a few sprigs of alugbati or malunggay..
I had tried to shield my children from the full effect of the economic changes my family is experiencing after I decided to leave. It was difficult because our shopping behavior had change and I am glad my children are not used to constant shopping but they have noticed indeed that we have stopped dining out. We used to frequent Outback, Italianni’s and Starbucks. No designer’s coffee and chocolate drinks for me and the children. But I have tried to maintain the food we are used to eating. No downgrades there, except for the decrease in bacon, hotdogs and pancakes each morning.
I can only imagine how other women like me are managing their lives. I wanted to work right away, but the problem is that if I do, I would need to entrust my babies to maids and other relatives. Having raised my children without much hired help, I simply am having trouble justifying getting paid for something like P15,000 for a month over not seeing your children nor overseeing their studies and preparing their meals. For now, the lease that I am getting for our house in the city is sufficient enough to get us through comfortably.
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After a long and hot vacation, not to mention the adjustments that my children had to underwent since my separation from my husband, my children could not wait to go to school. They were so happy to return to their school and see the few friends they made since they had moved back to the countryside.
My children were very resilient. They went back to their schedule, made friends, and meeting more cousins. I think having the right combination of children their age to mingle with and meeting children who had gone the very same path they are undergoing now helped. I have a cousin who had separated from her philandering and abusive husband 7 years ago. She looks at me knowingly and helps me with my children mostly as she know the changes and transition is more crucial with my children.
She had been my “shoulder to cry” on and we swap horrid and sordid stories about our husbands and we both thank God we are not with them in agony anymore. Though my story is more different that hers simply because I choose to leave my husband while she was forced to leave hers by her family. Enough of the sordid details of my life… how’s yours?