Friday, October 31, 2008

And stare at the ceiling


He dormido fatal. El perro de los vecinos no paraba de llorar y llamar. Yo soñaba que la garganta se me iba cerrando y me costaba respirar. El despertador no ha sonado, aunque no ha hecho falta. Mis hijas se han levantado a la contra, negandose a vestirse, negandose a desayunar... La Princesa Nocilla quería ir disfrazada al cole y la Princesa Mermelada ha derramado la leche en el mantel... Y aunque sabes que son niños, que se comportan como tales, te diriges a ellos como adultos, buscando respuestas de adultos... ¿No os dais cuenta de que vamos a llegar tarde? Pues no, no se dan cuenta...
Y luego amerizo en el trabajo, busco el silencio alrededor, me gustaría quedarme ensimismada mirando al techo, como hacen mis hijas. Mirar al techo.
Lo siento, es Halloween, y sólo quiero que pase este día, porque a primera hora estoy demasiado cansada, porque aunque dibujar me calmaría y probablemente cambiaría mi humor, no puedo hacerlo; porque mañana podré quedarme en la cama durmiendo o mirando al techo.
He dormido fatal... y ahora soy yo la quejica.
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I haven't slept well. A neighbour dog didn't stop whining all night long. I was dreaming my throat was narrowing and I couldn't breathe well. The alarm clock didn't work this morning, but it wasn't necessary. My daughters have woken up totally against me, refusing to get dressed or have breakfast... Princess Nutella wanted to wear a Halloween costume to school and Princess Marmalade spilled her mug of milk on the tablecloth... And although you know they're just kids, they behave like kids, sometimes you desperately address them as if they were adults, looking for an adult response... Don't you realize you are going to be late? Well, no, they don't realize at all...
Then I land at work, looking for silence around me. I'd love to just stay still staring at the ceiling, as my daughters do quite easily. Staring at the ceiling.
Sorry, I know it's Halloween, and I only want this day to pass, because this early I'm too tired, because even if i know that drawing would soothe me and change my mood, I can't do it right now; I want this day to pass because tomorrow I could sleep in or stare at the ceiling from bed.
I haven't slept well... and now I'm the one whining...

Today's Music:
The Dream Syndicate

There is a place you might wanna go
it's right up my street
you might look and see the light shining
someone you might like to meet
He said "let's go for a ride"says it all the time
you know you got a lot to live for
and you're gonna be mine
You shouldn't believe the things you reed in papers
they can't come true
I don't believe the things that you see on TV
they'll never happen to you
2 steps forward
don't say I didn't warn you
2 steps forward
_ Halloween

11 comments:

María said...

¡¡qué bonito!! me ha encantado esta entrada

Jorge said...

En algún sitio leí que a la vida le falta el (ctrl+Z), pero yo creo que lo cambiaría por el botón de (PAUSE)...

Aran said...

supongo que decirte que hay dias mejores y hay dias peores no sirve de nada no esti? igual me tiras el boli a la cabeza! jajaja... para cascarabias yo. si no preguntale a C a ver como me levanto si alguien me ha despertado cuando estaba dormidita... not pretty!

Un espresso triple quizas?

La Ballena Elena said...

Q duermas mucho esta noche
feliz fin de semana

when skies are grey said...

Oh Poor Esti!
I have mornings like this and I only have one kid. Even though logic tells you otherwise it can be frustrating, especially with no sleep. I think I am with Aran--triple espresso, or a nap.
Hope you feel a bit better :)
-kimberley

Bonbon Oiseau said...

longing for an uncomplicated day...the lovely thing about kids is how untroubled they are...difficult for us at times but, well, you know...good luck settling in and hope you get a long nap as soon as you can.

mansuetude said...

Its so weird not to sleep... it does such stuff to our logical minds... you could always "play" with it... am smiling for you here...

Nata said...

Al menos sólo te cuesta respirar en sueños..
El señor Ventolín y una servidora ya estamos pensando contraer matrimonio por lo civil debido a la estrecha relación que tenemos de unos meses a esta parte. :)

aimee said...

esti, i hope you're relaxing now and get some decent sleep tonight. i've had days like this, and they turn me into an insane grouch... i just want everyone and everything to go away.

thank you for the magazine project idea in your last post! i gave my almost-six-year-old a copy of vogue and a cup of sharpies, closed my eyes, and let her doodle away on the models' faces... she was in heaven!

FruensWerk said...

Oh my...WHAT a night and start on the new day...
But sometimes everything JUST GO WRONG...Close eyes and Grrrr is the only right word times like this...
kiss

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