I love nap time. It's a couple of hours for me to spend on the house. Time for me to do the washing, mop the floors, clean the house, prep dinner and the list goes on and on.
But really I use the time to play on the internet and procrastinate. Maybe a cuppa and an episode of Coronation Street or Emmerdale. I always like a TV programme that has characters who are having a worse time of it than I ever could.
See, I am getting distracted by the stupidity of 'American Princess'. Who creates these programmes? And why? Isn't there enough chaos in the world without adding reality TV? I am never quite sure why I watch it. I don't know what makes it compelling. I know we all want to see what the rich and famous do behind closed doors. Actually we all want to see what people who aren't like us do. Curiosity. But then I wonder if that breeds discontent as we see what people have and feel inadequate.
So, while I am sitting here musing over the great questions of Human Nature, I am not doing any of the house work I had planned and even more importantly I am not planning the birthday party I am hosting on Sunday. Today is Tuesday. I invited 30 guests to a gathering by the pool for my son's 2nd birthday and still have no idea of food, drinks or anything else for that matter.
Back in NZ it would be very easy. I am familiar with the city I have been living in for the past 7 years and know how it all works. Here I have no idea and am not even sure if the things I want are available. That does mean that I have decided what I want. It would be fairy bread and sav's in NZ. Here, maybe Indian, maybe burgers, maybe fruit, maybe pasta. Watch this space.
On that note, this modern day stepford wife must away to find a cake for the birthday.
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