Whatever happened to "malasakit"?

Apparently, everybody has gone home.
Schools, offices, both government and private.


Everybody but us. And yet, we are a company who boasts of having utmost concern for our people.

Oh well, times have changed. And i am not just talking about being sent home during storms. :(

Storm signals up.

Stormy Tuesday is reflective of my state of mind today. Or one might be an effect of the other.

Was about to say that it's a case of chicken vs. egg, but who am i kidding to think that my mood could have an effect on the weather? The closest probability is that my perception of the severity of the weather has something to do with my mood. On an early Tuesday!

Friggin' umbrella broke on me today. I, myself, am so close to breaking too.

And the week has just started.

I could have been breezing the storm away because of several pseudo-achievements at work. Then again, pseudo-achievements have been slightly marred with the realization that i am still a few notches below completing everything in my plate this year - and it will be October in a few days. Barely a month to go before our next Board reporting.

On the other hand, maybe I should consider it a good sign that I have been this involved with work. A hundred-eighty degree turn from how I was last year. But hey, everything has been a hundred-eighty degrees different today compared to last year. I was fat and pregnant and did not care about anything else but my bulging tummy.

Now, I have my 9-month old Qube and loads of presentation materials to finish.

I soo envy those sleeping in today. Wet and stormy dreams to everyone.

Missing.

Thirteen hours away from home, and i am already missing my little imp.



I promised the husband* that i won’t be writing any blog entries tonight.

But what the heck, this is my first night free of motherly responsibilities and wife duties, so i will celebrate it by….

…staying in my hotel room writing about how  much I am already missing Qube I want to cry. Only that I’ve been told not to think of him a lot, else he won’t be able to sleep through the night. I hope he does.

I hope I’d be able to sleep too. I’ve already forgotten how it feels not to have Qube sleep beside me.

And for the husband*, I also will not pass the chance to tell the world about how, at 1:30 in the morning, you had me brought you to the ER because of pins and needles on you arm, heart burn, backache, nausea, headache, and what have yous – the night before my very first overnight trip away from home. Go figure.


Haaay, I miss you both.