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This week I was wondering where was my cape and my invisible plane. This week has been another week of hard work on the day gig and for CWUW. School started for the kid and I'm so blessed that Syd can handle her business. She straighten some stuff up at school with her schedule without me having to do anything.

There are definitely women who are doing way more than me. I don't have to come home and cook dinner for anyone. Syd is normally already gone to work or off doing something else. Generally, I start doing some additional stuff for my org and then I go into a struggle of trying to relax. This week hasn't been problem. My body has just been shutting down without any help from my brain. Got some rest. The running theme of this blog lately - Rhonda's Restlessness.

anyway -

I have to give mad love for women like my mom and others who really were superwomen and sometimes did so much without the help of a spouse or partner, which is so unforunate. I'm glad there are men out there who understand that a household needs them. I know I'll NEVER want to parent alone again. I know that I could do it but I don't want to do it. I had great support and love from family and friends but...never again without the father's involvement.

There are days I definitely just want some else to make sure Syd has lunch money, that we have groceries, check the cars for maintenance, etc. But this is my life and I'm built for this obviously. I'm not complaining. This has been a week that I've been very aware of where I am in life and its been a good thing. I can alway see the 9th step even if I'm on the 3rd and that keeps my mind working. Its just me. I'm really embracing my inner Wonderwoman today.

So where is my cape.....


dtbz said…
I have a slightly used cape available for rent. I could work out a lease to purchase or maybe I should just give it to you. Let me know if you are interested.

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