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When the sun shines

My days seem so boring I could fall asleep just thinking of what my day was like...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....wanna have a dose of sleeping pill...here goes
  • wake up and mix some pediasure for my son
  • wake him up and place him in a position he can watch Mr.Magoo and drink his milk all at one go
  • iron his uniform, get some warm water for his bath ready ( warm must be cold but not coldddd and hot but not hotttt...warm must be the warm my son achu feels it should be each day), get his breakfast ready, put the clothes in the washing machine - simultaneously 
  • During each break 'The Looney toons Show' offers I am allowed to dress him up for school.....break........come achu have a bath.....break...come brush ur teeth...break...put on ur clothes...no break.....I feed him his meagre breakfast....
  • 15 minutes before its time for school I call out to dada dear who is in deeep slumber ...luckily i don't need to dress him up as well :D....why i wake him up u ask me...well I need to get my son to school don't I???....My driving skills(*) never existed and that's gonna be another blog content!
  • While Daddy drops achu....mummy rushes to the bathroom to have her bath and change for office....hey not before she puts the pressure cooker with the morning breakfast accompaniment on the fire.....
  • Bang-Bang ...while I am jus completing my beauty bath which jus started five minutes back....I cut short my cat bath to a spin dry and rush to the door to find my maid giving the look that could cook a million idilis...
  • Rush to the kitchen put the tea on the fire , make the breakfast, take the clothes outta the machine ...ohhh Hus back home ..place the tea infront of hus..( yeah i call that the art of tea keeping)....serve my maid some of the breakfast, clear the yester washed clothes into the baggages (*)
  • Now hus has a bath, dresses ,does the pooja comes for breakfast....we have whatever (*) and I go to finally involve in the mechanism that makes me slightly presentable at office...a bindi ,earrings,watch,chain,some perfume and powder....
  • Leave to office and then office is office as it is meant to be...need I explain more?....
Jus started the day and am already tired....maybe I'll explain the rest of my routine some time later.....baaah...how interesting

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