8 more days to go and I’ll be reunited with my love once again. I’ll be in Manila for 9 days, just for a little vacation and work. We’re planning to go to Baguio or Tagaytay next weekend maybe. Our original plan was actually a staycation at Tagaytay, but then the place that I wanted to rent is already fully booked. So I suggested going to Baguio instead, though it’s quite far. I have been there twice already, so I’ll show him around.
Today, I woke up a little late, but slept early last night. Tomorrow’s plan is to have dinner with my officemates. I don’t know if we will push through. If we don’t, I’m going to Ayala Cinema and watch Siargao all over again. That is if the mall is open tomorrow, but probably they’re still closed. Sadly, there was a fire incident there last January 5. The whole Metro which is inside Ayala Mall is now burnt. I was actually there when it happened. We were inside the cinema. The movie has just started when a guard came up with a megaphone, requesting all of us to evacuate. We stood up from our seats right away and went to the exit. I thought it was a bomb threat again. We asked the security guards what happened but no one answered us so we did not panic. But when we saw the people running to our way from Metro, we knew something was wrong. The fire started at the floor level with cinema. It broke my heart when I found out about it. Ayala is the closest mall to my heart. It took more than two days to declare that the fire was under control. I salute to all of those firefighters and people who sacrificed their sleep just to make sure no one was harmed during the operation.
This weekend, I think I’m gonna do the laundry again. Why does this seem so endless? I have also already packed up for my flight next week. I’m almost ready to go.
So today is the middle of the week and I am surprisingly productive. Last night, I slept earlier than usual and I woke up at 6 in the morning. Usually, I don’t get up on bed right away. Most of the time, I fall back asleep. But this morning, I felt like my life changed overnight. I’ve been trying so hard since the start of the year to achieve my goal of getting my normal life back. I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned this for the nth time already in my blog posts. Seriously, whenever I read articles about unhealthy living, I could always relate to the topic. Top of the list is the lack of sleep. Recently, my officemates and I have been slowly practicing leaving the office before 11pm. It’s amazing how 2018 has changed us. I guess we have all finally realized that we’re not getting any younger, and that health is truly a wealth.
Also, I used to have nightmares and weird dreams. I would wake up catching my breath and worrying about random things. They told me it was because of my stress from work. But thankfully lately, I fall asleep relaxed and wake up calm. Anyway, going back to what made me productive today. I opened my work laptop at 7 in the morning and started working (please be proud of me, haven’t done this in a looong time). I also had eaten breakfast again after how many months and drank a glass of milk. I didn’t finish my meal though because I don’t usually eat that much on mornings. At 9 am, I did my laundry while working at the same time. Sun-dried the clothes at around 1 in the afternoon and had my lunch. Wow! I wanted to congratulate myself. Now, I’m yawning every 30 seconds. I gotta hit the sack early. Tomorrow’s gonna be a great day, hopefully!
Oh, I forgot to mention. I had my early morning devotion. I’m sharing you today’s Bible verse.
“Learn to be patient, so that you will please God and be given what he has promised.” – Hebrews 10:36
First week of 2018 is over and I couldn’t be any more grateful. I made it home before 12 midnight for four days of work. If I haven’t mentioned it enough on my FB posts, IG stories and here in my blog, well, I usually go home on wee hours because of such a busy work. I guess I also did not manage my time well. But anyways, here’s to a new year. I have come into a realization that my life isn’t as healthy as it used to be. I drained my energy every single day. I always find myself watching vlogs at 4 AM. Could you believe that? Once, I was working until 6 AM. How crazy was that! Now, I am slowly learning to change my bad habits. Not because it’s a new year, but because I want my normal life back.
Okay let’s talk about my weekend. On Saturday, I woke up late and decided to do the laundry. I wash my own clothes. If I’m too busy (or lazy) to do it, I ask someone to do it for me and I pay her. But I don’t know what have gotten into me, it took me almost 7 hours to finish everything. It was a heavy laundry day. I showered after hanging my clothes and guess what, the next thing I did was cleaning my room until almost 2 AM. Then, I went outside to hunt for food because I was starving. Lol.
On Sunday, I was supposed to go to church but my whole body was so painful so I didn’t get up on bed until 3 PM. I had my first meal at four and started decluttering my closet after eating. I gave up the clothes I can no longer wear. I think I’ll give away those or sell some maybe.
I’m almost finished with my milk so I’m gonna wrap up now. Thank you, Lord for the productive week. Thank you, too, self for being extra diligent. Hello another week!
P.S. The photo in this post is so random. I just had to include it. It reminded me of my Saturdate with AJ. When he was still in Cebu, we always go out on Saturdays. Now, my weekend is all about cleaning.
Christmas has passed. The past few weeks have been so bellyful. Is that even a word? Lol. Heavy meals here and there, especially during the days when my boyfriend came home. So please don’t ask me why most of my recent photos are hiding the belly. Blame it on the holidays. December has been my busiest month. Too many parties happened. Gift shopping was the most stressful. Cashier lines took too long. I ended up spending more than my allotted budget but it’s fine. ‘Tis the season of giving and sharing.
Anyways, the next sentence would be cheesy so you may skip reading it. All I wanted for Christmas is to spend it with my love AJ. We haven’t seen each other for almost a month and the eagerness to hold him again is desperate enough. Thank God, in spite of the bad weather, he made it home just a few hours before Christmas Eve.
I spent Christmas dividing my time. I had a dinner first with AJ’s family then he drove me home and had my second round of dinner. I was also supposed to post photos of the gifts I wrapped for my family and friends but I binge wrapped on the 24th already so I had no more time to take a snap of all the presents.
Honestly, I just don’t feel Christmassy this year. I remember a few years back, the streets were already full of lanterns and lights as early as the ber month starts. Then you could hear Christmas songs all day everyday. But this year is worse. Came November, there were still no vibes of Christmas I felt. It saddens me. This season is supposed to be jolly. I even stayed up until past 12 midnight for the fireworks but I was disappointed. I have not seen even a single firecracker. Hopefully next year wouldn’t be the same because December is one of my favorite months.
To summarize my whole December in three words, it would be eat, party, shop.
This might be too early for a year-ender post since we still have a month left before we welcome another start of the year. But who says we should only be thankful once December comes to an end? Anyway, today is Thanksgiving Day and I would like to share with you the three major things I am thankful for this year.
Blood is thicker than water. This is personal but I am finally sharing this to the public. My brother and father did not have a good relationship for years. Something happened. I don’t want to tell any further but it broke our family apart. We live in the same house together but I could not call it “home”. There’s only the four of us but I still felt alone. It was very hard for me to be the mediator in the family. I felt like I could explode at any time. But recently, I found out that they were talking again. Maybe not as close as they were before. But at least, the pride of both parties has slowly fade away. Time heals the wounds, indeed. God finally answered my desperate prayers just before I totally lose hope.
My hardworks have paid off. When I started working in my current project, I usually come home late. We are not forced to render overtime, but I am just not productive on daytime. So I always overwork at night. My work is very technical for me, considering I am an HRM graduate. But I survived. Thank God.Came June where I decided to leave my job. But I kept hanging on in hopes that I might be promoted by December. By any chance, a teammate of mine gets to read this post, well, I am just being straightforward here. I am financing the studies of my brother who is a college student. The tuition fee plus allowance is no joke. I had to find another opportunity that pays me higher. But then last week, I received the news I’ve been waiting to hear for months. I got promoted! When my manager announced it to me, I almost did not know how to react. After that, I went straight to the ladies room and repeatedly saying, THANK YOU, LORD! I wanted to scream and hug someone but I preferred to feel the moment alone. This is a sign for me to stay. Promoted twice in less than four years isn’t bad after all. I am beyond grateful.
My brother is back to school. For all of you wondering, he is my kuya. A year older than me. He stopped studying I think four years ago. We thought he’d only rest for a while like a semester or a year. But laziness had eaten him alive. He is a freelance computer technician, so he doesn’t ask money from us. We have convinced him a million times to continue college but he wouldn’t. I know my parents wanted us to finish college since they only have two children, but this guy is just hard as rock. Until one time this year, my boyfriend talked to him. AJ knows how willing I am to sacrifice just to support financially on my brother’s education. I don’t know what have gotten into him but he decided to resume his studies. May it be AJ’s convincing power or my brother’s own realization. I don’t care. Even if all of my salary goes to his school fees, I wouldn’t mind. I would not ask anything in return. I am just happy to support him and it melts my heart knowing mama is excited to see him in a black toga.
How about you? What are the things that you are most thankful for? 🙂