Nono's Diary "Nono's Laid-back Days"

Good evening.
The "No" in "Nono Nono" is the "No" from "Nonbiri" (laid-back) in the hiragana sound divination.
I am Nono Nonono.

#WhatAreYouTalkingAbout
#TheTitleIsEightCharactersOfNo
#TheFirstSevenCharactersAreAllNo

#LetsEnjoyTheGreeting
#TheGreetingIsFifteenCharactersOfNo

#MustBeGoingCrazy

July 14th (Mon)
I have a headache since the morning (what does "headache hurts" even mean?), so after seeing the little demon off to school, I sleep until noon.
In the afternoon, I see the neighbor's house (the complainers—if I write in detail, this will become a rant diary... the type who watches people and complains. I want to retort, "What about your own manners when you're complaining?") doing what looks like moving out, and I, the wife, fall into darkness, thinking, "Wait, what!?"
This is no good, I'm really going to turn into a demon.

#WhatAreYouTalkingAbout
#MustBeGoingCrazy

July 15th (Tue)
Housework and Curves from the morning.
Ahead of my husband's birthday the day after tomorrow, I prepare his favorite beef stew. I'm a bit busy tomorrow with the little demon's lessons, and the day after tomorrow is elementary school cleaning volunteer work, so it's unclear if I'll be able to simmer it thoroughly. Before I knew it, I had been simmering it for 5 hours, and the beef became melt-in-your-mouth tender. I store it in the fridge, slightly frozen.
After the little demon gets home, we're bored, so the two of us go to eat Baskin Robbins ice cream. Actually, I'm a bad driver, and even though I've been doing well for the past few months, today I had to redo my parking 3 or 4 times in the Onino family garage. Sigh...
Still, my beloved car, the MAZDA CX-5 (red)... they say the diesel version is being discontinued next... and a hybrid is coming out. I don't want that! Don't get rid of the diesel from the flagship CX-5!!

July 16th (Wed)
My period cramps hurt (what does "period cramps hurt" even mean?), so once again, I'm a futon-bug from after the little demon leaves for school until just before they get back. It's partly the monthly cycle, but I've been feeling down lately because things haven't been going well.
Afternoon. I forgot the little demon's water bottle when we went to eat Baskin Robbins yesterday, so I go to pick it up. I go to the lost and found through the staff-only entrance of Ito-Yokado. I think this is the first time I've entered through a staff-only entrance.
Night. For dessert, I eat the dragon fruit I received. Hmm, it has no taste. My husband looked it up and said it's delicious with honey... but there was no honey in the Onino house, so I used a little maple syrup. I know it's unorthodox, but...

#ThisIsFine

July 17th (Thu)
Elementary school cleaning volunteer work from the afternoon. When they were in kindergarten, there were many volunteers, so I wondered how many would show up, but there were fewer than 10 people for all grades (14 classes).
Basically, the idea was to help with our own child's class or grade, so I went to the little demon's class. When I tried to wipe the upper windows that the first graders couldn't reach, I discovered dusty window sills. Also, when I tried to wipe the ledge above the blackboard, it was already a sandbox of chalk dust. In 30 minutes, there wasn't enough time with just a rag. I deeply feel that even if you clean every day, the small places are full of dust. If I participate next semester or later, I wonder if I should just bring a Quickle Wiper (with a handle) or a handy cleaner on my own... I feel a bit fired up. I wish I could feel this fired up about cleaning my own house... It's been hot lately, and cleaning is especially tedious among all the housework.

#ComeToThinkOfItAFirstGraderGaveMeAProctologyPokeWithABroom
#HusbandsBirthday
#WeCelebratedProperly

July 18th (Fri)
The day of the closing ceremony for each school.
For the past few years, on the day of the first-term closing ceremony, a children's cafeteria opens under the name "Let's Finish Our Homework Party," so I help out from the morning. I make meat sauce, pick up the little demon from school, and then distribute salads to the children at the cafeteria again. Once the wave of serving meals settles down, it's time for us to eat... but somehow, I ended up looking over the homework of four first graders, and I didn't know when to leave, so I finally had lunch after 2:00 PM. After I finished eating, I went around to the noisy kids, checking, "Are you making progress properly 👹?" (I think to the noisy fifth graders, I really was a demon hag.) After it ended, I took the little demon straight to swimming.
…I’m exhausted… I was dozing off in the viewing area, watching the little demon with one eye.
Every time I volunteer at the children's cafeteria, I get completely worn out, and if I, a helper, end up like this, I deeply feel that my mom-friend who organizes it is truly amazing.

July 19th (Sat)
The second visit to the acupuncture clinic I started going to last week. It takes 30 minutes including traffic... it's easy to get to after all.
While the doctor was checking my pulse, they told me I'm bad at relaxing. My pulse is shallow and weak. A pulse that is always tense.
That's right. Even when I'm resting, my thoughts about what's ahead (like tomorrow) don't stop, and I'm not truly resting in the real sense, and because of that, I can't move as I want even when I need to take action at the most important moments. I'm bad at balancing movement and rest. Because of that, for the past year or so, I've felt a lack of energy. It's important to think about things like "Yes, star reading! Yes, psychology! Yes, note! Yes, earning money!", but I deeply felt that I need to cultivate the soil of my mind and body and store more energy by making it a habit to relax well and live a life with a balance of movement and rest. I must give myself permission to proceed slowly, without rushing, without panicking, and without making a fuss.

July 20th (Sun)
The second psychology lecture.
Actually, since taking the course last month, I haven't been able to apply the content well, and I've been feeling like I'm regressing rather than moving forward. We do "venting feelings" in a LINE group, but I, who have vented my feelings many times on note, haven't been able to vent well, I don't have the energy for it right now, and on top of that, being influenced by the movements (venting) of other participants, I've been very anxious and depressed, wondering if I'll really be able to change with this number of sessions, and if I'm wasting my time and money when I've been looking forward to taking this course for a year. I thought it wouldn't be effective to keep holding onto such gloomy feelings alone after taking the trouble to enroll, so at the social gathering, I honestly poured it out to my fellow students and the teacher. The teacher told me that everyone has their own pace, there's no point in venting in a rush, I (Nono) am truly honest so it will surely have an effect, it's okay, don't rush... and I calmed down.
It's also something I felt at the acupuncture yesterday, but after all, I wonder if my theme right now is "laid-back".

Summary
Reluctantly, I spent many days of this past week laid up in bed, and it was also a week where people often told me, 'Don't rush.' I feel like some invisible force is desperately trying to tell me, 'The theme is "laid-back." Just give up already, accept it, and take it easy.'

📷 Top image borrowed. Thank you very much.

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