Sometimes I feel like I’ve taken on the role of the housewife. I think about dinner, I just cleaned the entire three-story house and I’m thinking about what else is dirty etc.
I’ve got a wonderful roommate, who does do work in the house, however little things like dust on the electronics etc. he doesn’t see without me telling him that “hey look, dirty!”
I can’t imagine doing all this all my life by myself, though I want to say that I admire the women that do.
Add kids into the equation and I really do understand why they are as busy and time-pressed as some are. Sure, you have the ones that have a help for all these things i.e.: kids and the household; however those that do it all themselves, hat off.

I wonder often how it will be if I had kids, a job and a house to clean. I imagine the workload that I have now, plus the feeling of being tired after work etc. Discipline is something I have problems with, so I guess I would need someone who does his share without complaints and on his own initiative.
I commanded two boys around the house last year, of which only my current roommate actually did anything, otherwise I did most of the things myself. Cooking, cleaning, baking etc.
It is so nice to have someone come up to you at the end of the day and say “hey, thanks for doing this and that.” Nick doesn’t even live here and he comes in and says “wow, the house looks great!”. Little comments go a long way, huh?

Nick and I are fine by the way, we are getting along better than ever and have set a lot of things straight in our relationship that were going askew.
I’m happy. Tired, but happy.

Love you,
Mareike

The holidays have been good to me & I had a enjoyable Christmas. I received lovely presents, namely:

• A new external USB harddrive 320 GB large.
• A new car radio, which I have yet to pick out.
• I got a new paschmina scar, which is gorgeous; in brown.
• Some assorted other things, like a nice bowl for my table in the Netherlands.

I’ve gotten so many things over the last year, I’m more than happy with what I recieved.

I am watching a TV show about Katie Price right now, the british Boob wonder. I never knew that she has a son, who is now like… 6 or so. Anyway, he is born blind simply because she kept drinking all the time, while she was pregnant. I find this outrageous and it’s absolutely irresponsible and I can’t understand why there isn’t a law against stupid people having babies. Ugh, it makes me so incredibly mad.

I have to go back to working on my room, I’m trying to clean it up a little more, since I don’t even live here anymore. Love you guys.