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- Saying Goodbye
It's Friday and I'm not working. I have to go exercise in a pool as physical therapy for my 'back problems' (more like a chronic auto-immune illness attacking the bones of my spine, but whatever). With a nearly two-year-old toddler, I need a baby-sitter every Friday. Therefore my father came earlier this morning and took her with him for the week-end.
I didn't have time to dress properly and found myself in pyjamas in the street, saying to my daughter "Say goodbye, Mummy..." She shook her little fist like a wave and I answered "Yes, goodbye, baby..."
Honestly, it's both relieving and heart-wrenching to wave goodbye to one's baby for the week-end. I'm sure every parent out there understand.
- My January 2012
It's been nearly 2 months since 2012 began and even more since I wrote anything in my blog. Yes, yes, I'm deeply ashamed. I'm a bad girl. I didn't even write the reviews for the last books I read in 2011, but I swear I'm working on it.
Anyway, January 2012 was eventful.
I went back to work after two years and half at home. I'm only working 3 days a week for the moment, but it's nevertheless very stressful. I'm working in a new department with new colleagues. Everyone has been very welcoming and pleasant, but honestly I'm meeting some weird people. And I mean, really weird.
For instance, one of my older colleague (supposedly a mentor figure) decided to talk to me about my astrological profile -- in case anyone is interested, I'm Taurus ascendant Cancer -- because he was very impressed by my aristocratic diction. When he told me this, I gently smiled at him and said 'of course', while inwardly gaped and screamed 'what the hell !!!'
My first boss left the department a week after I arrived and the new boss arrived weeks later. Neither the first nor the second boss have any idea about what I'm supposed to do. So I've taken the initiative to invent my own work -- or sometimes to do something else.
My little daughter has a nanny, a nice older woman, who she likes quite a bit, so that's good. And my baby now has two other playmates : thirteen-month-old Matteo and seven-month-old Ruben.
My husband has been very supportive and I love him very much.
So, yes, this year is off to a good start. I hope it goes on that way.
- 10 Things I'm Certain Of
Oh, my. A list of 10 things I'm certain of. Well, let's try to be informative (because who knows who read this, it could be my husband or... well, I don't believe I have many readers and I don't care that much about them, except for Phil, my husband and, if she reads this, my best friend Claire, but if you are someone else and wants to be care about -- as a reader, of course -- you're welcome to ping me or leave a comment or well, whatever...) and funny (though people who know me personally usually say I have a weird sense of humour). So...
1 - I am certain there is more than what we see. I don't believe in God (at least the manifestation of the divine as is perceived by the three major monotheist religions) because no benevolent creator would be so sadistic as to create a world like ours. But I'm certain there is something. Is it fairies ? gnomes ? leprechauns ? quarks ? Vishnu ? No idea.
2 - I'm certain that the Amazon Kindle is the greatest invention ever. I mean, hello !!! It's the same format than a book, and it's a library of more than 3 000 books ! It's great !
3 - I'm certain that I don't drink coffee. No Dad, thanks, but I don't drink coffee. Yes Mum, I'm really sure I never drank coffee in my entire life.
4 - Neither does my sister. And yes, I'm certain about that too.
5 - I'm certain that my little baby daughter is the most beautiful baby on the planet. I don't care if you think that as a new mother I'm biaised. I'm not. Most beautiful baby on the planet, I tell you !
6 - I'm certain that I should moisturise in winter, because of the cold and the wind and the pollution. It's bad for the skin. It leads to red flushes and wrinkles. I'm certain I should.
7 - I'm certain that I forget my answer 6 every winter, at least 74 % of the time, and honestly, I'm not a girly girl. I don't have time to moisturise, plus creams are expensive, and what the hell ! Make-up ? Are you mad ?
8 - I'm certain that Phil loves me. Yes, Husband, I'm actually talking about you ! I know you love me, 'cause you tell me all the time. And you say I'm beautiful, when I'm obviously unkept and overweight. Don't try to deny it, you love me ! (And I love you too.)
9 - I'm certain that I'll never be filthy rich (except if we win Euromillions... please let us win, I'd love to have money. Lots and lots of money. Bags of money. I could go to Las Vegas and gamble without a guilty conscience.)
10 - I'm certain that I'm tired now and that I'm going to bed. Yeah, right now.
- A grown-up ? Me ?
When I talk about the future, I often say "When I'm a grown-up, I'll..." Yeah, I'm 31. I do have a job (and I'll even go back to it in a few weeks). I have a husband. We live in our own flat (rented, but hey...). We have a baby. I give to charity (only one, because I'm not made of money... If you're interested, it's Amnesty International). But I do still say "When I'm a grown-up..."
I suppose I'm not an adult yet. The reasons for this could be that 1/ my husband and I don't own our own house. But it does seem a bit unlikely because lots of people aren't property owners, but they're adults nonetheless. It could be 2/ I still read fanfiction like a fan-girl. But it is just as unlikely because lots of writers AND readers of fanfiction are adults who are using their writing activity as a hobby or as a catharsis. And I don't think they aren't adults because of it. It could be 3/ because sometimes I ask myself if I don't live with a teenage roommate, as my husband is a great fan of playing online (MMORPGs) or even on his game console. But well, so do a lot of our friends and other people as well.
I don't really have an answer. I believe I'll realise being a grown-up when I'm ready to die. In a long long time. I'll stay a kid until then.
- What about a little surprise ?
Most people are happy receiving gifts out of the blue or having friends organising a surprise birthday party for them or... well, I don't have that much experience with all this, but you know, usually your parents, your friends, your significant other or -- if you're old enough -- your children can mastermind all sorts of surprising things to make you happy.
I'm one that isn't happy with surprises. I don't like changes from routine, it makes me nervous. I don't like the anticipation for something unknown, it makes my palms sweat and my heartbeat run wild. I don't like surprises. At all.
My husband plays a game with me on the matter of surprises : he tells me he has a surprise for me (most likely he bought something for me, something he knows I'll like, because I talked about buying it for myself or I added it to a wish list) and then he listens to me whine and complain and moan and whinge and feel sorry for myself, until he's nearly mad. At that point, he says I behave like a five-year-old (I do) and tells me what my surprise is. The game isn't too annoying, because I know he'll always tell me eventually.
Any other surprises is formally banned from my life. Of course, surprises everywhere don't listen to me and invite themselves in, like cockroaches. The comparison is adequate, considering nothing can annihilate cockroaches including a nuclear explosion and nothing can stop surprises to show up in your life either.