Good...good...all good at my end

I've been lying low…

…because of exams.

FINAL EXAMS.

But that doesn't mean I don’t have news to share.

Lots of news actually.

Now that’s funny isn't it, because I sit at home the whole day and look forward to the return of the better-half from work because I’m eager to know whats going on outside my well.

What well????

You know…frog….. in the well……yup, that 'well'. 

So as soon as he comes back from work, I ask brightly “How was work??”

I get a world-weary look for my efforts.

‘That bad’ I sympathize.

‘Good.’ comes a mumbled response.

I try another track.

‘You are late???’ I gently insert into the silence.

No answer.

‘Traffic???’ I probe further.

No answer.

‘TRAFFIC’ I’m now determined to get a response.

‘No’

I give up and march back to the….to the comfort zone I was in before he came.

His head and world weary tiredness miraculously clears[I’m assuming it cleared because he hastily follows me into the kitchen]

Now the shoe is on the other foot.

I'm attacking a pan with a scrub and detergent.

“My day was good….

....good…..

......goooood....

.....and no traffic” The better-half offers expansively hoping not to sound like he is trying to get into my good books.

The silence is thick.

‘How was your day???’ He asks tentatively.

I look sharply at him trying to gauge his sincerity.

He looks adequately penitent and is very interested in my answer.

I decide to forgive him.

I then launch into the details of the interesting day I had.

Now this is precisely what I don’t understand….how is it possible that I who stay at home, have so much to say but the better-half who goes out into the world, meets so many people, has nothing much to relate at the end of the day.

Good, good, goood my aaaa…….erm my kidneys.

Anyways had started this post with all the stuff I wanted to share but got side-tracked.

The originally intended post coming soon as it's ready.

I soooo like to act like all of you are waiting with bated breath for my posts.

Do spare a thought for me when you pray, I need all the help I can get for the Hindi exam.

The kids....oh they are good.....gooood....so good that it doesn't at all seem like they are in the midst of their FINAL exams.

I'll stop here before I lose it completely.