The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. The wheels on the bus go round and round. All day long….
Seriously folks, this has been running in my head ALL DAY LONG!
I had some tremendously marvelous blog post ideas for the day. Posts that lamentably did not materialize.Oh well, there is always the next weekend.
What’s the big deal if I have bushy eyebrows and flaky skin, the salon appointment can wait. The messy cupboards are no big deal, it means I don’t have to worry about messing them up any further while I rummage for stuff to wear in the mornings! Shopping for work- wear can be postponed indefinitely as well, wearing the same top on alternate days makes me the bad- arse surgeon who does not care what others think of her. She is so cool that she can wear the same clothes everyday!
So you must have slept in eh?
Naa. Losers sleep in, friend. The super- efficient achievers NEVER sleep in. Why waste a precious Sunday morning sleeping, when it can be productively utilized to feed slurry oats to a hyper-active, combat ready, teething ten month old.
You must have definitely caught up with your favorite TV shows, then..
TV? What in heaven’s name is that??
A bunch of old friends wanted “to do brunch”. I despise (or maybe envy) hanging out with single/ unmarried/ yet- to- be- parent/ non- fellow friends; so I politely declined saying I have a stomach bug. Trust me, only the “stomach- bug” excuse can work, baby/ work excuses only lead to endless discourse and convincing.
I have no idea what happened folks. It’s all a blur. I remember coming home from work on Saturday afternoon. It gets hazy after that. It is almost midnight now, the tail end of my precious Sunday. The Weekend does not exist anymore. I do not wish for Sundays (or Fridays!) anymore. Life is better without them.
Somebody is obsessed with THE WHEELS ON THE BUS song, and I am thankful for it’s existence. For it allows me to at least use the loo in peace!
Can’t wait for the weekday to begin. Whiny patients and preachy consultants, here I come…
Till next time..