Who was that genius who forecast that there would be lesser blog posts coming through once I hit reduced hours?
Guess what? It is precariously standing on a precipice, on the verge of coming true!
Today I start to leave work at 2.30 pm, and the joy at saying ‘bye-bye’ to everyone while they made faces at me and humphed and grimaced and wailed at my receding back was a teeny step above blissville. Roads were crazy empty. Sadly, couldn’t zoom as the darned cops were almost at every corner hiding and pouncing on poor unsuspecting zoomsters. Come home and all I do is get back on the road shuttling between the library, optometrist, basketball game, and do the same route again for the pickup; all the while answering munchkin’s chattering inane and occasionally brilliant questions.
Considering that I blog from work (I mean, that’s putting good use of those boring in-between hours when you are twiddling thumbs and pretending to work) and the work hours are reduced, one doesn’t need to be a logical deductive reasoning guru to add the equation up.
But no, just to prove me wrong, I am now writing this post between making daal , choosing colors for the home theater in the works downstairs, and serving dinner. Now this kind of dedication is hard to shake. I do deserve an extra hour at work just to blog. Getting paid for it would just be perfect no?
Go Blogging. Yeah!