Showing posts with label Bathroom. Show all posts
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In the bathroom

Posted by Claudia Moser on 3:08 PM in , ,
Joanna felt like she had all the time in the world, but she knew it was a deceptive moment, she had only 10 minutes left for a me time. For the last hour she cleaned the kitchen, cooked a small meal for dinner (bio pasta with tomato sauce and minced meat, a lighter version of the bolognese), arranged her paperwork and now she hoped that the children will allow her to pamper her skin and soul. Micaela and Simon were taking their afternoon nap and they were unusual quiet, not even the cooking disturbed their sleep. Simon was normally a light sleeper, but today she was lucky. A peeling, a nice rub, a quick shower, a bit of cream on her face and a nice peach butter on her skin. She has all the steps programmed ahead, since she was a young single mother, she knew she had no chance without planning her tasks, somehow her life was a long to do list. How nice it was to feel clean and relaxed, the nice aromas were healing her tired body. Not enough sleep, so many worries, especially financial ones, but she felt blessed, her children were healthy and happy, she managed, it was not easy but she loved them so. A quick look towards the watch, a last touch of cream, and then she heard Micaela calling her, her three year old daughter will soon wake up her toddler. A last look, in the bathroom she had her quiet moment, she walked with a smile on her face, grateful for the break.G

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