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I Live with a Bum

Yes, I do.

But it’s not all bad.

Let me backtrack a little and give a bit of background to this short narrative.

My used-to-be 8-yr old daughter, who always figured in my old blogs, just graduated from college this July.  Of course, this brought me great pride and joy, because after all our persevering (yes, OUR, because both of us had to give up a lot of things in order for this endeavor to see fruition, so yes, OUR) she has finally earned a college degree.  Also, and most importantly, I am free from the seemingly forever bondage to tuition fees, etcetera, etecetera. (Walang forever!)

whole new world
Time flies,  and this is proof.

After the thrill and extreme delight over fulfilling a life-long dream had faded away, in barged reality: that daughter has to buckle up and start adulting, though the kind-hearted me reared her pretty head and said, “ok, you can take 2 months off to take a break.”

So take a break she did. For the first time in her 20-year old life, we do not have school or any type of classes to drive to, no homework to finish, no school projects to rush. We don’t even have to do our laundry every week. (I am now in my 3rd week of “I’ll do my laundry next week” phase, and, oh, how I love it. 🙂 )

We are in the 1st month of this sojourn, still, and so far, I have no complaints.  Too early to worry about whether she will grow to love this state too much to want to stay in it forever; too early to resent her free-loading off me, eating my food, or using up data allocation of my home wi-fi.

For now she keeps house, cares for the dogs and waters the plants (doing these after messing up the house first).  In between, she accepts a few commissions, takes care of her Etsy shop orders, arranges for her merchandise for her coming anime cons, but mostly keeps busy with her Sims (the game), through which she lives vicariously , I guess.

I am liking this arrangement, for I can be free to not worry about the mundane household tasks so much, nor do I have to worry about things like her braving morning and evening traffic to and from school, if she can catch a ride at all, or if her tuition is due.

Still, I know this is just a respite for the both of us, and soon, time will come when we have to go back to juggling work and home life, trying to squeeze in everything we need to do in our own little 24-hour windows.

But, I will worry about that another day.  We are only in the 1st month, after all.


By supernormalgirl

Single, 40-ish mom, travelling this world as any normal, girl-next-door would. Is both positive and negative, yin and yang, good and bad. A forever 'tween. Has a love-hate relationship with food, and food wins most of the time. From Manila, Philippines.

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