While the siblings and their families along with Nic go to Muir Woods, Larkspur, Sausolito and who know where else, I am taking a break from housework and feeling a little depressed. It seems to be a universal value that being longsuffering is a virtue and to grit and bear with what life throws at you is good for character building. But how much before it becomes too much?
I hesitated to put this up and I really really should not engage in such silly thoughts but life has never been a bed of roses for me and having to silently take emotional and verbal punches so as to keep the peace in the home takes its toll over time. I just need an outlet even if it gets me into more trouble. My distressed mom and even my colleagues have asked me to put on weight in the mistaken belief that I would look less timeworn if there is a little more chubbiness to my frame. Having less emotional burden and abuse would do more for my looks and health than any amount of nutrients...
But I will end my nonsense here. I still have 4 children to put through school and college. All I need are 10 more years of nerves and my duty will be done.
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