Days Off

Who says USA is "the land of the free?" I never have free time to do anything I want. Of late, I seem to be "running around like a dog chasing its own tail," according to MOH. Somedays I wish I had four [or eight] hands like the goddesses in our mythological stories. It would also be nice to have ten heads like Ravana. I can then compartmentalize my thoughts. One head could store all the details wrt work. Another head could store recipes. A third head could store phone numbers and important messages I have to remember to deliver to different people. You get the idea...
Why can't I have a bai to do the menial chores for me? Why can't I hire a cook who will make yummy Indian khana for me by the time I get back from work? I don't really dream of having a chauffeur, but why can't I have an autorickshaw wala who'll pick me up in front of my house and drop me off in front of my office? More than anything else I miss the dhobi who would sterilize, launder and press my clothes and linen. I'm tired of wearing semi-ironed clothes [I admit I suck at this chore] and I HATE sleeping on wrinkled sheets.
The brat summed it up well when she asked me one day,"Mom, you're always having to do hard chores all day long. Don't you feel like Cinderella?"