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The life and times of a regular stay at home mom


 
I have been unemployed for seven days.  Gerhard says I must stop telling people that I am unemployed, I am a consultant.  Well same thing.  I no longer have a formal place of work to go to every day.  My hours are generally more flexible and a couple of things have changed in my life. 

1.       Yes, I have become one of the people dropping my kids off at school in gym clothes, no make-up, ponytail or sometimes even worse, a braid.  No wonder nobody greets me anymore on the school run, they probably don’t recognize me;

2.       I go to gym seven times a week now, it’s either that or shopping, or eating, neither too appealing;

3.       I wear flat shoes quite often, rather strange to look at the world from such a low angle.  And it was raining a lot here the past couple of weeks, so my toes are generally wet;

4.       I only have a bath at around noon, yes, after the morning gym session and a couple of errands, before I know it the day is pretty much half done and I am still in my gym shoes, also flat by the way;

5.       I have lots of lunches and coffee dates, yes, there are other people who also seek company at around noon, following said hygiene ritual;

I had a fabulous Great Gatsby party on the day following my birthday and we had amazing food prepared by an amazing woman, Renette Vosloo Red Tomato Supper Club .  It was absolutely to die for. 
 
My friend Michelle and I spend the past Sunday at the spa, this day is sort of half way between our respective birthdays and it just seemed like the perfect excuse for an entire day at the spa. 

I have not watched the Oscar Pistorius trial at all, most people seem to think that this would be the ideal pastime for someone recently unemployed (sorry, someone recently taking up consulting full time).  I have read a lot of books; I spend a lot of time planning the perfect winter outfits on Pinterest.  I know exactly what is happening in every cupboard in our home, Sekai is very happy as many of our earthly goods will be making its way to Zimbabwe soon.

In my defense, I have put on make-up every single day, except for today, because I have a small trick up my sleeve, if you wear giant feather earrings, nobody will realise that your face is actually bare.

I am probably halfway through my going blond exercise, because you know blondes have more fun and life begins at forty, so I am just preparing and ensuring that I am ready when it arrives. 

Liam’s first reaction when he heard that mommy will now be working from home was “you lucky fish, you are going to swim all day” and Luka regularly destroys my home office stealing every single post-it to make pictures for her teacher.  Gerhard has been very supportive and even politely sends me bbm’s asking if I am taking naps before checking in around noon (see above, I am taking a bath).

So watch this space, I have actually been doing some real work as well, me and my 1.5 clients, so I can at least afford a pair of flat shoes.

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