Friday is my most favourite day of the week. As we don't work on Friday, and the day after the next working day is a Sunday. For the past 15 years, I have been treating Friday as the most "rewarding" day of the week.
I love Fridays even more now. It's a day which I have more time to spend with Baby K. It's a day which I can catch up with my newspapers reading for the week. It's a day I am able to de-clutter my room and put aside things or throw away things. It's a day I am able to enjoy the aroma of my coffee without feeling guilty. It's a day I can afford time to have my manicure and pedicure. It's a day I can clean my heels and replace them with heels I am going to wear the following week. And, it's a day I can sit down and listen more to my parents.
Before last Saturday, I should say I haven't really had a good rest for nearly two years. I ran around like a headless chicken for most times in the past two years. So, I took a day off work last Saturday and because it's a long weekend this week, all in all I have 4 days to rest. And, I must say I am like a new person again, almost!
Used to be, especially, last December I was so tired that it has seriously affected my judgement, and I "almost" lost focus and direction along the way. My health has deteriorated too. Throwing tantrums, self-doubt and phoebia of mobile phone calls + phone texts + e-mails were all signs that I was overly stressed and my energy was over-stretched too. I chose to ignore those signs in the past.
Thanks God, it might be a blessing in disguise, a headache came in time last Monday to signal me that I was well but I was tired. Although I am working from home these four days, the more relaxing working schedule soothes my tension.
I have learnt an important lesson from this experience: When you are tired, have a small break. Walk away for a while, you will come back clearer and happier.
I used to belittle the power of gestures and words. Drop a call to say hi, compliment on a friend's new hairstyle, write an e-mail to find out whether a friend needs help with her wedding planning, etc. Not until recently, I found out if you do it more than once and do it well, you will get good remarks. If you do it repeatedly well, they will soon become your "branding".
I used to think we read each other's mind, so I tried not to explain or avoided courtesy calls. I saw these acts as wishy-washy, which I found out few weeks ago that they are the source of my unhappiness/problems which I didn't create them myself directly. But, indirectly.
It's impossible to explain everything in one posting. The story I want to share is too long. In the nutshell, don't bottle your feelings & thoughts because people won't know when you don't tell. Also, don't stuff your notes in bottles and expecting them to be picked up one day by someone who understood. Well, the bottles may not or will not reach them. It's more productive and fetch more certainty if you just tell. Don't set up a small committee inside your own head and thinking that people will understand you because you've thought through the entire process carefully. Well, people can't read your mind, but they can read/hear your words and they can see your actions.
It's strange that friends always seem to think I am a strict shopaholic (definition of strict shopaholic: jump on every opportunity to shop, antonym: functional shopaholic). I haven't really had time to de-clutter my room lately, so I did a bit of spring cleaning this morning and found that actually I am NOT that much of a shopaholic after-all.
Technically speaking, I am more of a window shopper. I love to see new things, it's very educational especially when it comes to electrical goods and skin care products.
Practically speaking, I am a smart shopper. I read widely to find out on when and where to buy at my ideal price range.
Yes, there is one form of shopping that I found most attractive and de-stressing. Groceries shopping! I found it most relaxing to pace up and down the supermarket aisles with my accessory - the shopping trolley :-)
I had one of the most embarrassing (aka jello on my face) moments in my life yesterday. A friend whom I knew since we were 19, and we have a lot to chat whenever we meet albeit we don't meet very often, and ... I thought he has fallen for me few months ago. Actually, I really thought so until he introduced his girlfriend to me yesterday! I heard myself talking to myself, "errr, girlfriend?". Anyway, from the way they talked and their gestures, I believe they have been together for a while.
Well, as I said, it was like "throwing a jello at my face", but don't worry I am not upset at all because at this age, relationship is not compulsory. To certain extent, relationship may be a compulsory accessory that I can live without. It is not sour grape theory, my implication is that my current timetable doesn't have time for a boyfriend. However, in some circumstances one may need a partner/spouse to fit in certain situations e.g.
Mr A: Bring your husband to the lunch, and I will introduce my family to you.
Mrs B: My husband is currently outstation. Hey you've never mentioned where does your husband work?
Mr C: You are so workaholic. Doesn't your family or your husband mind?
Ms D: Are you married?
Mr A, Mrs B, Mr C and Ms D asked: Then, why aren't you married?