Spent the weekend with my sister after what seems like ages since she finally got back from India. My 3 yo niece is now a total chatterbox..full of smart repartees and lots of mischief, and lots of desi-fied expressions and mannerisms. An absolute darling and growing up so fast!
I think I have relinquished all rights to complain about lack of time. It doesn't get any better, ever. Unfettered and independent at 30, all my time is mine alone. I watch my sister and her hubby juggle crazy work-lives, taking care of a kid and all of that, and can't help reflect back on my rather luxurious time-spending habits. In my daily chores, I am not the quickest unless I have a train or plane to catch (And sometimes not even then) and hate being rushed by anyone else. I like doing things at my pace..which is mostly slow, distracted, thinking of a zillion other things while doing one. This has got to change, even if to just make better use of what I have now, and more to prepare for a much more meaningful life than what I lead now.
Got to run. :)