Tomorrow Pontus will spend the day with his farmor (my husband's mother), so I can do whatever I want to. The problem is that I don't know what that would be. Usually we ship Pontus off to his grandparents when we have a lot of stuff to take care of that can be done easier and faster without him around, but tomorrow is just a normal weekday and my husband will be at work. It is too early to prepare the house for Christmas, there is no laundry that needs to be washed and with my luck it's probably "Sylvia Browne Wednesday" on "Montel" for the third time this week, completely killing any desire to watch tv before the day has even started. As far as going out is concerned I have already been downtown this week and don't enjoy crowds enough to want to go back anytime soon.
I know, it's a luxury problem. It just feels like I should really make the most of the day.
If there actually is such a thing as recreation stress, I have it. Help.
P.S.: No, I do not want to come and take care of your offspring instead. I am just desperate, not insane.
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- Evil Bambi
I am a desperate housewife on maternity leave with a love for all things pink (hot pink that is).
ICQ and consequently love brought me to Sweden where I now live on the outskirts of Stockholm with my husband and our 15 month old son.
2 comments:
How about just working on Pontus baby book?
Nja, I have another crafty project that I want to get started on, but it wasn't so hard to find other things to fill my day with anyway. Exciting things, like sorting our Tupperware and stocking up on toilet paper before Christmas.
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