Making changes sometimes is just a way to change our reality a little, and perhaps convince ourselves that many things can be changed.
It kinda reflected on my life these days, when my patience and my tolerance towards people who hardly show me any respect can dwindle just like this -snaps of fingers-
Out there running around doing visits prove to be a challenge, because to start off with barely any confidence, and the instinct to just, hide hide hide, would mean it takes much more than the usual effort for me to get out of my comfort zone.
The heat fried my brain enough for me to grit my teeth, and trudge on with my autopilot mode.
Usually, I could smile and still keep the composure, knowing I could do better the next time round. These days, I would just smile awkwardly and my eyes would go empty and lifeless, not knowing if I could ever bounce back.
These days, I go to sleep to dream about work, and wake up intermittently worrying about who has yet to get back to me, and knowing I have to do the chase aggressively.
I yearn for a hot cup of Earl Grey everyday at the end of it, so I could snuggle up with my baby pillow and watch whatever I have left on my list.
But in the midst of running around, and possibly getting sun burnt as I shuttled from mall to mall, there were plenty of instances that cheered me up when the cab drivers giving me discount. Giggles.
The bills I have built up this months is horrifying, and the NTUC vouchers proved to be lifesaver as I stocked up plenty of things at home knowing I would probably be heading nowhere.
I finally gotten my toaster oven, and handheld hoover, and happily stocked up bread and stuff to allow my toaster oven to work magic on. I sulked a little when contemplating to buy them, and the meek salesperson then sealed the deal by lowering his voice and said he would give me further discount.
Imagine my horror and disappointment when I realised it doesn’t come with a tray and I can’t use it until I get one. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
The pasta and cheese yesterday was pretty fabulous.
Graveyard to my soul is cleared and ready for action.
I am really thinking of getting a new couch and a sitting chair so Dad could recover at home comfortably.
I need a new toilet seat as mine is threatening to break into half anytime.
I am really becoming an auntie.
It looks like it is going to rain, and honestly, I quite miss it when it storms and pours, and I can just look on to the outside, detached, as if I was in it, but not quite.
