The cabin fever is getting to me. In fact, not just me, all of us at home.
Kid1 and 3 are usually very quiet, in fact Kid3 is largely non-verbal. They have started snapping and yelling at the rest of the siblings. My parents are snapping at the kids. Everyone is snapping at each other.
I\’m getting so sluggish that I keep taking naps. I\’m usually a high-energy person, but somehow, the CCB completely drained me. Even while working full-time, I could still find the energy to spend at hour every night writing my novels, but now, the brain is just not working very well.
In fact, I unknowingly served a post-apocalyptic dish for lunch.
I looked up the internet for one pot pastas because I was getting lazier and lazier, and I found this. It looked good so I decided to make it, but in the end I delegated the cooking to my German boyfriend.
After I bought my Thermomix, I joined the forums and I noticed many people referring to it as the German maid. I prefer to refer to it as my German boyfriend. I even gave him a macho name – Magnus Koch.
Every time I cook I enjoy the fantasy that I have a hot guy cooking for me.
So when I asked Magnus to do it, he was baffled.
One pot pastas are for pots. Why are you making shit up? I can\’t do this! (<–imaginary conversation)
But I am the unreasonable girlfriend so I insisted.
Here\’s how it went.
It\’s a post-apocalyptic game where people lived in vaults and eat weird food. I guess I am feeling bits of it now.
In this test-run of the apocalypse, I can tell you that we\’re all failing in the \”easy mode\”. For a start, people are fighting over toilet paper. The zombies will be made up of the people who refuse to listen to the stay-indoors rule. So. Many. Idiots.
The kids are happy to be stuck in front of their computers every day. In fact, I would be too, if I didn\’t have to be a mother and a teacher. I can download The Sims and play the whole day.
But, vision break, blah blah, too much screen time bad for brains, terrible for autistic kids, etc etc etc stress.
So I had to think of different ways to tear the kids away from their screens, so I turned to the big screen. Sigh.
I got so desperate that I even attempted to teach them MahJong.
I mean that was my motivation to have 4 kids in the first place. But it didn\’t work very well because the kids are mono-lingual (English). I\’m not giving up though. I will get there. It\’s the mantra I often chant to myself as a special needs mom.
