The First Half of 2022
Today’s topic for 30DWC is actually about ‘kasur’, which means bed or mattress. But it reminds me of how the first half of 2022 is filled with unexpected series of events. To the point that at certain times I desired to just stay in my bed all day long but at other times bedtime became something I despised.
At the beginning of the year, I wrote down 11 things that I hope to achieve within 2022. One of the resolutions is being able to take care of the house chores happily and sincerely. I am not a big fan of doing house chores, be it cooking, doing the laundry, washing the dishes, or ironing the clothes, well basically all the repetitive chores need to be done every day. The only thing that I could bear doing would be deep cleaning and organizing, which only need to be done weekly/monthly/quarterly.
However, realizing that doing house chores is an important survival skill which beneficial to me, I intend to do it better this year. With that in mind, I took over some chores gradually. Yet the All-Knowing and All-Powerful happened to have a better plan: giving me a challenge that would help me stretch my capability and achieve my intention quicker.
Two months into the year, an accident happen to my mom and she needed some time to recover. As the oldest daughter, I had to take over all kinds of responsibilities, from becoming a caretaker for mom and our pets, to managing all the chores. The first few days were crazy, I barely manage to handle everything that needed to be done and could barely sleep even though I was dead tired at the time due to the worries about mom’s condition. Thankfully after she was not hospitalized anymore, things were getting better, the first climb had been passed. At least I didn’t have to go back and forth from home to the hospital. This means more time to manage the chores.
Then it was time for the long marathon. At first, I expected everything to be done perfectly, with or without anyone’s help. But it drove me mad because such a thing turned out to be impossible. It took me some more restless nights when I dreaded to meet the day after until I called it a stop. I gradually learned to lower my expectation, allowing the laundry to be done every two days, not forcing myself to cook every single day and just order deliveries, asking for my brother’s help more often, and so on. It started becoming bearable.
On the good side, there are many blessings hidden behind the struggle. God knows how many cooking recipes I got to try out, how I could pick good quality fresh products, how I enjoy binge-watching Netflix while ironing the clothes, and many more unexpected things I learned over the months. Well, as you can see from my previous writings, I am still learning to do well in these multiple roles I have as a human. But at least now I get to look forward to bedtime, after all the tiring activities over the day. Alhamdulillah!
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