A New Week But The Same Routine
Johannesburg, South Africa
October 23, 2017 2:39am CST
It is Monday again and the start of a new week. The same routine follows every day, Monday to Friday. Get up, Get dressed, get my son up and ready for school. See him off at 6:30 AM. Then start the washing.While the washing machine is going I do the dishes, make the beds and sweep and mop the floors. Then time to hang washing and start the rest of my day. By now I am online to check messages and emails. I started my own social media marketing company in July but things are not going as well as I expected. I had a part time job, but had to leave due to personal reasons. After checking emails and messages I check for any available positions (job wise) I then start on my lot, which is recent. At 1 I start with my social media marketing and share what my client has asked me to share. I found out through trial and error that the best time to share on social media here in South Africa is between 1 and 5 pm. I fetch my son at 14:30, then it is time for homework, after homework I spend a little time with him, then start cooking at 4:30 PM. I spend a little time watching television with my son and then get him to bed by 8 PM. I head for bed at around 10PM. Then the next day starts and everything starts again. Do any of you have a set routine? Or do you just wing it?
A young mother;s blues, I have been through that. My daughters have grown and are now young professionals. Mine was hectic, because I was a single parent. I did open up a preschool where I can receive pupils, earn a living and still take care of my girls. Those days were tough. Wake-up time is 3 am, I was done with mopping and ready for bed at 11 pm. Now, I have all the time for my self.
@Chantiele In the beginning, when my daughters, were staying at their respective city units, the quiet was pervading. So, I served the church, the orphans, the young people, and the elderly. Then, I got exhausted. I realized that when I could barely breathe. The work was time-consuming. So, I took leave. My weekends are pretty busy. The girls are home, the laundry, the cooking, the conversations long and vibrant. A week accounts for fantastic events one would never think of happening. After bringing the girls to the metro cities, I come back to rest. Recovery takes a day. I sit here in front of my laptop, watching movies and blogging. The good side of life.