Desperate SAHM series

Day 2:

I decided to play polyvore and managed to find most of my shoes galore or something similar to it.





Half of which I got this year alone. Yikes! Also, how dull can I be? I mean, they are all earth colours. After spending a day with the girlfriend, I must say that the shoes vocab increases each time. Maybe I should add these to my collection:





So do you fancy any of these?

PS: I'm half way thru a book. *smiles*

B & B

loosely translated : Business vs bed.

I was meant to do this:


picture: business travel agency.


Instead, I was told that I should be doing this:

picture: news health.

For A WEEK!!!! Blimey! My 1st MC in a very long time. They dont give out MC in this country if it's just a day or two but the doc was concerned that:
a) I've been sleeping on average of 4-5 hours a day for the last few weeks.
b) I'm meant to travel this week and the week after.

So what now? How am I supposed to fill 10 hours of a day? I still have 2 books which I recently purchased but yet to be read. I will probably end up cooking more than usual and clean the house (translation: old clothes and shoes to be boxed and donated to make room for new ones.*grins*)

Or I can come up with a brilliant posting and make my friends aka you entertained.

Equation

Overworked + increased responsibilities + lack of sleep =

picture: googled

I was planning to do some work today but my body was against with the idea. Hopefully I get to sleep better tonight. Otherwise, perhaps I should stay home tomorrow and recuperate.

Stress reliever

Stress reliever #1:

In Mentalist, expect the unexpected such as this (having said that, you can only appreciate this if you follow or watch some of the episodes):



Agent Cho suddenly became the new hot guy in town. I was so impressed by the whole scene that I felt a sudden rush *rolling eyes*.

Stress reliever #2:

Email exchanged with the girlfriend:
Ms V: Crappy week. Do you want to go shopping this weekend?
Me: Same here. Hope the crappiness wont lead us to shopping like mad women.
Ms V: Good luck to both of us on that. :D

Picture: googled.

On another note, 'TGIF' needs to be redefined, especially when you have a conference call before 8am. So yeah, I am looking forward to do some girly stuff with the young lady and friend. *praying hard she wont shop too much*

Have a good weekend friends!

The screams within...

It was one of those days. I wished I could stop those screams within my head. I wished I could just drop everything and be by her side.

The experience is good. The pay is great. Hell, our secretaries carry those monograms and one whom I'm close to drives a cooper.

But the stress can be overwhelming...

2 more weeks for the arrival of a friend.

4 more weeks for the scheduled break (with no plans yet).

3 more months before I can leave this role.

For now, I'm just taking one step each day, with her love and patience to guide me through....

Picture: googled.

Devil's advocate

DA for short.

Whenever I face a shopping dilemma, I call my trusted DA for advice. This DA of mine resides back home. A mother of three, I trust her advice when it comes to shopping. She doesnt look her age and being a SAHM does not stop her for being chic and groovy. From scarf to shoes, everything goes together.

Anyway, yesterday while we were at the mall in West End, I caught a small sale sign in my favourite shop. We women have sharp eyes when it comes to the S word no matter how small the sign may be. The young lady made her way to the sofa knowing mummy dearest would take her sweet time browsing through.

The items on sale were not exactly my favourite. There was only one that came close, a metallic blue handbag. However, my eyes caught an autumn 2009/10 collection which obviously was not on sale. The lady who served me knew it fell my preference based on my previous grabs, hence took it down for me to have a closer look.

Darn! It was really lovely.

So there I was, stuck in the shop, not knowing what to do; the bag on sale or the one I liked. I ended up calling my DA. Obviously she felt I loved the other bag more and if I could sleep at night without the discounted bag, then there was no need to buy anything. She did try to talk me into buying the non-sale bag but thank god I managed not to listen to her. I think I can wait for a few months more for that bag to be on sale.

The dilemma did not stop there. While we walked further, I spotted a handbag in another shop. This time, the item was light red, soft leather and fine workmanship.

I needed to clear my head before deciding on anything. As the young lady was patient throughout (knowing other kids would throw tantrum or die of boredom), we went looking for her stuff instead. One item led to another and before we knew it, we bought many things for her. Suffice to say that the young lady was one happy girl.

As we made our way home, she suddenly said, “I feel guilty that you didn’t get anything mummy.”

Now that was worth more than the handbags combined. *smiles* Perhaps next time the DA will have better luck.

Also, Happy father's day to all those daddies, uncles, grandfathers etc out there!

Hello?

There was a time when the phone was constantly ringing. You kept saying that you'd pick it up, thinking that the person wouldnt mind. After all, if you knew each other well enough, both of you should be able to understand how demanding life can be. A missed call or two would not be an issue. You kept reminding yourself to catch up when you had more time.

Days became weeks. Weeks became months. Eventually, the phone stopped ringing.

It wouldn’t be a surprise if you only realised it six months down the line.

Little did you know that the person had stopped calling knowing it’d never be answered. It seemed pointless to be dialling the number. The person had stopped having expectations, thinking that perhaps the focus should be on people who seemed to appreciate them more. They would probably have hectic lifestyle as well yet they still made time. Even when they were miles away or juggling with kids, they could still drop a line.

When you suddenly noticed the absence of the tone, you began to think that something must be wrong. Your mind started to wonder of what could be the cause. You chose to ignore that things were doing pretty well for that person based simply on your new revelation.

I dont see anything wrong in the picture. Both of them prioritised their life. One chose the busy-bee diary whilst the other wanted to appreciate life with people who were willing to spare time for them. It should never be an issue as long as both of them learnt to accept the change.

However, it seems it always does, especially for those who are used to the phone calls. Maybe the silence has become overbearing.

Run mummy run

When she woke up this morning, the first thing she said was “I get to see you for the whole day. So I wont miss you today.”

I took the day off as it was her sport’s day, an annual event which I try my best to attend every year. The only thing I didn’t expect was to be participating in an event and oh boy, it really made me realised how unfit I was. I wasn’t planning to but how could I turn down her request, pleading me to join the race? It was a running event and I did ok, considering I never go to the gym (hell, I dont even know how one looks like!). It came to no surprise of who would end up winning the race. The lady was physically fit, with nice muscles on her arms and thighs. Come to think of it, she was geared up for a match or game.

It was a good day and everyone had a blast. We were blessed with nice weather throughout (and I think I’m one tone darker).

And I suppose in her eyes I once again was bestowed with the super cool mom crown.

The look for today

It has been a hectic week, with a few late nights and two days of travel chaos. To top it off, some idiots decided to have a party last night which went way past midnight and it was stopped because someone came to their door (and I presumed it was the police). I only managed to fall asleep at 3am!

All I want for the weekend is to have coffee with the young lady at our favourite hangout. So before we head off, we thought we could give this a try:






The young lady designed this:





ps: I think her taste is kinda cool. *smiles*

What's your style?

Inspired by NJ, I decided to give this a go:

Your Blogging Type is Logical and Principled

You like to voice your well thought out opinions on your blog. And if someone doesn't like what you write, you really don't care! Serious and blunt, sometimes people take your blog the wrong way. But you're a true and loyal friend to those who truly get you.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Kinda true, dont you think? So what's your style?

Of a wooden box

Imagine you are walking in a park when suddenly you stumble upon a wooden box. It looks like just another ordinary storage with a latch attached but no sign of a lock. It seems it has been there for a while, with no visible marks of being touched or handled. The plants have grown fond of the box, making it a friend of theirs. They keep it warm with their cuddles and when the sun shines, they act as the shade. It seems the box is well looked after.

Yet somehow you are so intrigued by the whole picture. Perhaps the absence of the lock leads you to think that this was once a treasured box. Your mind starts lurking on what lies inside. There could be valuable stuff but after a period of abandonment, it couldn’t be possible. Yet you still cant resist the temptation. The desire to look what’s inside or just to touch the box escalates.

All we could think of that there must be something wrong with it for being left there.

Why cant we see that the box merely wants to be left alone? Perhaps it has found a home, where it can just enjoy the rain and sunshine. It gets to watch people walk by, instead of being used as storage. Perhaps it is now free from keeping all those memorable events, be it good or bad. It is free from the emotional dramas.

Why do we love to probe into things that probably aren’t there to begin with?

Sometimes the absence of “excitement” may not necessarily mean that the person’s life has gone haywire. Maybe the roller coaster has been replaced by other things which serve better purpose or occupy more space.

Or perhaps that person is simply living life to the fullest, contrary to what people think.

The perfect boyfriend

When I checked my email this morning, I was very surprised to see one of the subject headings. The title was "buy a perfect boyfriend this summer". Thinking that I might have landed a gold mine, I quickly opened the email and saw this:

Ok... So I guess the jeans makes a better a boyfriend eh? Warm, cosy and not forgetting flexible. *grins*

Have a good weekend friends!

Hidden talent

When they say you’re working in a fast paced environment, it usually means that things turn around pretty quick. We are committed to deliver regardless of the deadline. Long hours and adhoc travels are the norm.

They should have added that one is required to be physically fit to run from one place to another in heels.

I must have appeared a lunatic, running from one building to another armed with my mobile, trying to resolve the logistic issue for certain things.

Oh well, if I managed to dance in my stilettos during my yesteryears, running in one was a piece of cake. Unfortunately, one needs to consider the age factor and let’s just say that the hot bath I had last night was a remedy.

On another note, a customer service representative called me during the office hours and our conversation went like this:

CS guy: Hello Ms B. I am CS guy calling from XYZ, your utility provider. I would like to tell about our current offers.
Me: Can you please call me at another time? I am in the middle of submitting a report.
CS guy: Oh. That will be inconvenient.

WTH!!!! Aren’t you supposed to be looking after your customer’s needs? If you are trying to promote your stuff and hence, want my money, surely you need to adjust your time at my convenience.

To add sugar to my already overdosed coffee, I went to bed early last night due to the throbbing headache when a neighbour decided that he could be the next Britain's Got Talent. It was indeed challenging to fall asleep.

I hope I remember to get the ear plugs on my way home tonight, just in case the guy decides to practice his singing.