” Today -Chennai, tomorrow at this time – on a flight to Coimbatore; the day after – travelling to Cochin; the day after – Kuala Lumpur, and the day after that – Adelaide. You’re certainly going places “, my sister said to me.
It does sound rushed and mad. The past few weeks have been life in the rushed lane and slightly crazy. But , its been a day at a time although the days came fast.
It was also a period of managing without a maid for the longest while. To my dismay, I learnt that my standards of housekeeping were greatly dependent on her presence. In her absence , I had no inclination to take on her duties and devote more time than strictly necessary for the basics. My image of myself had to take on a makeover.
When contemplating a long trip, Some people seem to be able to shut themselves off from the world and pack and plan and pack and plan. For me, it seems to happen when all the other things have finished happening . I try to figure it out. Yes there does seem to be time to slip in thoughts like is life unfair, am I crazy, do I have priorities wrong kind of questions in between . My sis said its because Im trying to do it all and not giving up things. Maybe. What does one set aside? the responsibilites of running an NGO, the wedding of middle aged cousin, Diwali, the periods when people want to talk to one or… Housekeeping has been the first casualty, keeping fit the second.
Now its the throes of getting ready for a long trip with one trying to pack for every eventuality. It does take its mental toll. Far easier it seems is the attitude of being able to cope with whatever situation that comes and the confidence that one can manage without stuff, in short manage outside one’s comfort zone.