DAY:18

 

What a hectic day……

I don’t think I sat for even an hour peacefully.

Amma woke me up at one o’clock, because chechi had to go to her office, and amma was stuck in a meeting. I didn’t want another fight like last time with her leaving by herself, so I got ready as soon as I was woken. Also, I really wanted to get out of the house, and I couldn’t afford to miss this opportunity.

In the excitement of being able to get out of the house, I didn’t grasp the extent of the commitment I just made. We left the house on a journey that seemed never ending. By the time we got home it was almost four. I hadn’t had a single drop of water from the time I woke up. And when I returned home, my OCD overpowered my hunger. I couldn’t help myself from cleaning the kitchen and making my bed. When I finally sat to eat it was four thirty, and I had a ton of things to do through out the day.

I quickly had my lunch, and sat for my class, finally the wi-fi was working. After class, Pablo and I went on our routine walk. He was such a good boy today, he barked only “twice”. So proud of him. After three almost calm rounds we came back home. It was now six-thirty.

Yesterday amma hired me as her car wash girl. Since she’s paying me by the day, I can’t afford to miss a day’s work.

­­As soon as Pablo and I came back, I filled two buckets of water, took two old pieces of cloth, and the car wash liquid and headed to the basement fully prepared for my first day of work. Oh, the life of working women so tiring, yet I scrubbed down every inch of that car with full devotion like I promised amma. After a long one hour fifteen minutes of washing the car I was exhausted. I carried the two empty buckets. The soaking wet clothes and headed back home, all the while dreading the workout that was awaiting me. Hadn’t I done enough for the day. Wouldn’t it be completely fine if I skip one day? Didn’t all this physical labour already make up for a day’s work out?

Excuse moi, but I no longer am a quitter.  After half an hour of what you can barely call relaxation. Amma and I started our workout. The women who usually looks for ways to cut down as many exercises as possible was in full form today, moreover she wasn’t doing the low impact variations. Seeing her in full action I too was motivated. We completed the whole routine with full enthusiasm. This usually is the end of my day, but for some reason my OCD was in full effect today, and unwillingly I ended up scrubbing my entire bathroom. I literally cannot stand straight right now, my back is worn out, and I’m dead tired. I just want to go sleep. Unfortunately, I’ve oiled my hair and I need to take bath in the bathroom I just cleaned. If I wait till tomorrow the it won’t be as clean, and that’s going to make me loose my, “you know  what I mean”. Amma has forbidden me from using “bad words”.

I’ll go take a shower, good night.