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I hear the rain

I am ready.

I am getting ready to go to bed and in my room I hear the rain pounding outside. I mean, when it rains here, it really rains. I am looking forward showering, landing in bed and unplug under clean crispy sheets. LittleDumbass is so sneaky I didn’t even see him getting into my bed and now he sleeps peacefully. In my bedroom, on the loft, the rain sounds harder and I make a mental calculus of what day it is, and when spring is supposed to arrive, because I am ready to better days, to lighter days.

My math dyslexia slows the process some and realize that it is February, nearly March, and so far the year sucks and I am so ready for a better continuation of the present year. No. I don’t like to be moping around so people feel pity for me. I am not that kind of woman, nor I need sympathy from anyone, but on my way to the shower – plenty of time, I am still calculating in my head- I remember that my horoscope has pretty much fucked up the predictions for the year.


“- Hello, my name is Silvia and I read horoscopes.”
“- Hello, Silvia.”

Because the horoscope announced a wonderful year ahead, pretty much the best ever, and while I am stressing to figure how much of the year we have gone through and how much of the year still has to come, I do a recount (I am finished with the previous math exercise, now entering a new one) and I calculate:

I started the year alone: I got sick; MissAttitude got sick; LittleDumbass got sick; I got sick again ending up with a lung infection; I keep getting shits loads of work, impetuous and demanding; I have gained 2 kilos; I felt pretty badly down the stairs and Boyfriend and I broke up.

And on top of everything, the weather sucks. And it is just February.

LittleDumbass snores, I look at him as he snores, and I know it´s not gonna be a peaceful night, at least not for me – but he snores because he has peace, and I figure I will have peace, also, eventually, and I look at him and I smile and look forward to the lighter and easier that may come this year. And if they don´t, I always can keep looking at my kids sleeping.

Did I say I am ready?

16 Comments Post a comment
  1. You’ll be ready soon, we’ll be ready soon!

    February 28, 2012
  2. MT #

    Til ein liten fin venn som ligg der å søv 🙂

    Kanskje vi skal danne ei forening for kvinner som les horoskop *ler*. Det er slett ikkje alltid at dei held det dei lovar.
    Livet, slett ikkje beint fram. Tvi tvi med stødige bein.

    February 28, 2012
    • 😀
      kanskje, Marie, vi skulle :
      jeg tror uansett veldig på noen pappa plier å si (unnskyld oversettelse)
      “Gud kan presser deg ned, men skal ikke drukne deg”
      eller noe sånn…

      Uansett, jeg tror på en ting noen pleier å si “det blir verre før det blir bedre”

      og jeg synes det skal bli bedre 😀

      February 28, 2012
  3. Que bonito escribes mi queria amiga! Yo pensaba ayer en la cancion de Aha, the sun always shine on tv… and deam it is true! But sooner that leater he is going to shine for us! ♥


    February 28, 2012
    • Gracias, amor…

      it turns out that it always shines on us, Vicky – the thing is that we don’t always see it…
      Hopefully… 😀

      February 28, 2012
  4. yeah, the rain, Sil……. it’s there, all right, and you can trust it, unlike those horoscopes 😀

    hope you got a good night’s sleep.

    and … yeah, spring is here soon.


    February 29, 2012
  5. dufmanno #

    There are small people sneaking in and out of my once peaceful room at all hours- disrupting what was once a solid chunk of slumber. They sit, they curl up, they leave, they use the bathroom noisily, they find a position so absurd that one of the adults has to leave. It seems endless.
    Rain, however, can knock me out like a steel mallet blocking out all these nightime diversions.
    Can’t wait for spring.

    March 1, 2012
    • LUCKY YOU, DUF… Some women loose weight when they go through a rough patch; l loose sleep (which it sucks big time)

      Can´t wait for spring neither

      March 1, 2012
  6. Yes, you said you were ready.

    I give you the Housemartins, a capella.

    March 1, 2012
    • are you preaching now, Wikan? 😛

      March 1, 2012
      • Nå, Rodó. I was never on that caravan. Jusrt remembered the chant ://: are you ready ://:

        March 1, 2012
  7. Leanne Moffat #

    Love this, Silvia. You will have a great year. Tell yourself that everyday. xxoo

    March 3, 2012

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