Last weekend, I was standing in line at a fast food restaurant in Springs (not the healthiest choice, I admit, but delicious nonetheless), and I overheard an interesting conversation.
Yes, I am in the habit of listening in on other people’s conversations (call it an occupational hazard if you will) as you get to learn a lot about others in general.
So these two, a mother and her daughter, were talking about getting around to their busy schedule during the weekend.
They apparently had too much to do and the mother suggested to her daughter that she do it during the week or next weekend.
To which the daughter responds, most passionately: “I am in Grade 10! I am so busy and can’t get to everything. My life is just too hectic.”
With big eyes I turned to my husband, we shared a look and, rude as it is, I burst out laughing.
He was trying to shush me, but I could not contain my giggling fit.
How I wish I could return to the ‘busy’ life and schedule of a high school learner.
I’d go back to that any day.
I remember being in high school too and how your problems felt like disaster upon disaster and how things could not get worse.
It does.
Don’t grow up. Stop aging. Stay in school.
Alas, if it were only that simple.
I’m still trying to juggle work responsibilities with a social life.
It’s so hard!
My friends probably think I left the country… or the planet.
I’m horrible with texting and barely open WhatsApp, which I basically only use for work purposes anyway.
When life and work happens, all socialising comes to a near screeching halt.
That is when your life gets “just too hectic”.
To this very upset girl about her very busy life, relax and breathe.
You’re basically almost starting out with adult life and honestly, you’ll wish for your school days once they’re over.
Enjoy it while you can and make time for your family and friends.
Update:
The cat had a litter of six kittens on Sunday.
Also read: Getting adopted by a cat
She chose to give birth in my closet… full of my clothes… right on top of them…
I can no longer use said closet or wear said clothes until both have been washed… three times.
I shall not wear post-birth grossness nor shall I smell like it.
The kittens are very cute though, and, due to this, I might forgive the cat for her chosen location for the birth of the little ones.
Also, my dogs are highly disturbed by the mewling sounds coming from the closet and I have not been able to sleep due to their relentless whining, sniffing and overall curiosity about what is happening in the closet.
And while sitting and staring at above mentioned closet, they randomly decide to start barking at it at 2.30am in the morning.
Currently considering just moving the entire closet to the furthest room in the house…
Follow us on our social media platforms: