It's been 3 weeks when our helper went back home for good. We survived but of course it had cost something. The first one to hit is my prayer life.
My day to day life is like a rat race. When I open my eyes at 6.15am, the activities start non-stop until around 10pm.
Make up the bed, cleaning the table surface, vacuum and mop the whole house, cleaning the toilet. It takes around 1 hour to do. Then I continue with exercise at gym for around 1.5 hour.
Going back home, have a quick shower and clear my working emails or any management / team's requests. At noon, starting to cook for my family, if it doesn't take so much time then I quickly run to the church for lunch mass.
Returning home, prepare lunch and wait for the kids home. Settling them for shower and lunch then afternoon nap.
Then, I go back to my work again if there are any pending tasks. Once I have no more pending, then I do laundry and iron the dry clothes if any. Otherwise I will continue my ACE course study.
After finishing my work, I prepare dinner and settling the family for dinner. Washing the dishes and quick vacuum and mop just to make sure that no ants are invited.
Teaching the kids for Chinese or checking their kumon works and it ends around 9.30pm.
Sometimes we pray as family, sometimes we are not.
Those are my 24/7 life currently.
I have no complaints about it, in fact I enjoy it when doing household chores, I always think that my family can sleep well and feel homy. When I cook, I always cook with love so that they have enough nutrition and the food is still delightful.
However, one thing that I realised I miss this important point is my prayer life. I seldom have a quiet time with God. I let myself drifted here and there like a rat race until I feel numb and indifference.
This lent, I don't feel anything what to give up as I feel that I have given up the whole of my life already. But I know it's not right. My sex drive is very low, perhaps it ranks 7/10. I am pity my hubby.
I know he's trying his best to help and share the burden. He always trying to cheer me up. Instead of slowing down, sometimes I am just being cold to him as I have no more energy to talk or ask help.
Today, I was reminded that no matter how busy we are, we need to put God first and make an effort to have a quality and quiet time with Him first before doing anything else.
Everything shall pass but God never pass.
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