And I thought I was busy?? ha!

Oh God, my new job is very interesting but very demanding on many levels. Without talking of the time spent in metro and tramway.

I finished tonight at 6.30pm, came back home, exhausted, grabbed my sport-bag (the devils are with their dads on Tuesday's evening), when to sweat for 1 hour, finally left by 9.30pm, went for food shopping and I'm just back.

Tomorrow morning, I gotta contact the school very early for summer camp for the kids, then rush to work, then rush back around here to take the kids who will be at a neighbour's till I come back from work.

Meanwhile, there are a hundred of things I gotta do, my head is about to explode : )

And meanwhile really... I gotta get a life!

Tell me it won't be that speed and that hard all the time....

Anticipation, stress and cigarette

My devils start their Winter holidays tomorrow.
What does it mean now for me? It means I gotta learn how to "share" them. I'm not used to not have them close to me.
It's crazy, painful.
For a few days, I'll feel sick inside, I'll keep myself as busy as possible. Sport and friends will be like Heaven. Sweet escape.

I've had a packet of cigarettes  for 2 months. I've smoked one only.
2 others borrowed to friends.
I'll never let cigarettes be an addiction again, but these cigarettes have been truly good. I dream of that cigarette I'll have on one of those evenings, when I will think about the sleeping face of my babes, the peaceful rhythm of their heart. And miss them : )