01.01.2007. A date in time that so many signify as a start to a new era, a resolution to improve. I simply want to survive. An 11 day vacation from my job was to be a much needed rest from the grind, an ability to tune out the challenges and struggles that beset a conscientious employee with limited tools to initiate change in a place that is desperate for it. Since my time off coincided with the Xmas holiday, much to my dismay there was little time for rest. Ryan for all intensive purposes is a great infant. He's a baby that thrives on routine and deals very audibly with reflux. Just assisting with the day-to-day care was numbing. Compounding that was the last minute gift shopping, house cleaning, projects, family visitations (a grand total of 4 all away from the Suchy abode) and post Xmas returns and preparations for the babysitter. So much for a vacation. Quite frankly, I couldn't wait to return to work, just for a breather from the slavery of child care and home maintenance. This paints such an repressive image of my extracurricular life. Yet strangely I am satisfied. That is not to say that I am halting my pursuit of personal growth, but that life is good, almost exceptional. Resolutions be damned....
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