Random Rants...

This is going to be a very long post…


We’ve finally settled in our new home --- though it’s still a total mess at this time. I don’t know but we kinda’ regret moving in the new neighborhood. It’s pretty scary --- we’re just a few meters from Taboan market and Pasil --- home of snatchers, hold-uppers, what-have-you’s. A lot of vehicles are passing by and honking noisily even past midnight without due consideration to people sound asleep. And yeah, I could still hear people talking outside and kids playing even when it’s already dark. We actually live in the “tabing ilog” and I could smell the stench from the river even with my runny nose. It really takes a lot of courage to be in this place. We’re giving it 3 months and off we go for the 6th move out plan.

But the house is more than okay. It’s a 2-storey apartment actually with 3 bedrooms. We have an enormous master’s bedroom with huge closet and a ready provision for aircon. We have a nice kitchen, laundry area, toilet and bathroom. We have a garage of our own. It’s a concrete house with tiled floors. It’s really pretty but I don’t wanna gamble our safety and security here. Besides, I don’t want my kid to grow up in this creepy neighborhood.

Another dilemma…

With all the dust and dirt brought about with our transfer not to mention the stormy weather last week, everybody in the house is down with fever, cough and colds. I, myself, am so allergic to dust and have been sneezing non-stop. Last Sunday, we brought Alex to Chong Hua’s emergency room because her fever’s soaring 38 – 39 degrees. I’m glad she wasn’t confined coz it would be another disruption from work for me and Earl. It’s already the 3rd day of her on-off fever and I have no choice but to bring her again to the hospital tomorrow for some round of laboratory tests. I’m exchanging shift with Herbelle just so I could be with Alex during the day. So, I’m on nightshift in the next two days until Sylvette returns from her leave…may God help me!

More challenges…

I’ve been terribly stressed out by my house helper’s attitude lately. I have always been nice to all my helpers from the day I started employing them but it seems that they weren’t appreciative or they’re simply dumb. And I guess I’m not just lucky with the helpers I’ve had.

The helper that I have right now is the “laziest” helper I’ve ever had. She doesn’t have any initiative and waits for me to keep on reminding/telling her “do this, do that” etc. The house is a mess and she doesn’t seem to care about the 1-inch dust by the window or the unpolished floor. She even has the nerve to just watch me clean the fridge. The kitchen has always been a clutter too and she seems to take her time before she cleans the dishes. I told her so many times to iron the clothes at least twice a week to save up on electricity but my words just landed on deaf ear. She would hurriedly iron our clothes before we could wear them to work. Today, while I was getting some little sleep to prepare for my shift, she was sleeping the entire afternoon while there’s a lot of fixing to do. I even cooked all our meals today. All these things just freaked me out and I couldn’t even yell at her. Why? Because I am afraid that she would do something to my daughter to get back at me. I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to fire her. But I know how difficult it is to find a helper these days and I know how hard it is not to have one. Work will be affected and I get to do the dirty job.

I already seek help from my mother of perpetual help to look for my helper’s replacement. I just wanted to get rid of this lazy employee under my roof.

On taking leave...

I hate this guilty feeling every time I went on a leave. It’s as if I owe my colleagues in Admin a huge favor. It’s really difficult to file for a leave of absence in my department. There’s just three of us to cover the 24-hour visibility and if one went off for a leave, the two will have to work 12 hours straight to cover for the 3 shifts. And as if working 12 hours straight will not stress the hell out of you…it will kill you slowly!

I still have almost 10 days of entitled leaves and I don’t know how and when I should use it considering we’re on the last quarter of the year. I don’t have the nerve to take a leave for one whole week --- I might get some nasty comments behind my back eh! But we deserve a break you know. It’s not always WORK, WORK, and WORK! We need to balance it off with respite and recreation.

I just took a 2-day vacation leave last week. It was more of a sick leave because I was totally stressed out with our transfer. I wasn’t even ready for Monday yet but then I have to because Sylvette also filed for a leave early this week.

I know I have to discuss this with out manager. We need to have a contingency on occasions such as this.Yeah...I hope we'll find a solution to this dilemma.

Well, that's it...I'm done with my rants and raves. I'm not always like this you know but sometimes it's not always boundaryless. There would come a point when you say "enough".

Moving Again

I thought that the house that we’re IN right now would be our home at least in the next 5 years. I was wrong! We’re moving again for the 5th time to be exact. Our landlady arrived from the US and she’s doing some renovations and overhaul of the house. The past week has been spent searching for our next abode which is quite a challenge. There are a lot of things to consider --- if it is fit for human habitation, neighborhood, parking space, number of rooms, rental to mention a few. And we haven’t been successful yet...not until yesterday where my husband finally found an apartment in Taboan --- quite exciting huh!Well, thanks to his granny who helped us out with the search.

We’ve also started packing up our things again. I just realized that we’ve been keeping junks for the last 4 years. There are a lot of thrash that I wanna get rid of. Our house also became the “bodega” of stuff from my mother-in-law, beachroots and other people. I’m thinking of doing a yard sale or maybe preparing bundles of joy this early before we finally take off.

It saddens me to leave this house which has become our home for about a year. Alex has grown to love the kids in the neighborhood. It makes me feel safe to live here because my husband’s grandfather and aunt just live across the street. But then again, the house isn’t ours so we just have to accept the fact that we will be constantly moving. I just hope and pray that the next house/apartment would be for long term before we finally could afford to get a house of our own.

Grateful

Thank you Lord!



Thank you for this blessing...it means so much to me and to my family!

Thank you for the people you've touched...who are instrumental to this blessing.

Thank you for making this happen...it was indeed a pleasant surprise.

I am truly grateful...

not your ordinary girl...

I just wanted to put an end to all these Mango Square drama that almost jeopardize my employment and relationship with our top management. It was tough dealing with speculations about "us" having conflict of interests. I'm just glad that the air is now clear between me and my employer. So, whatever happen to Beachroots, I just leave it to the court to decide...For me, it's just over and bahala na si "judge".

Call it indifference but I don't care anymore...Afterall, I could only count with my 5 fingers those people who really CARED --- in the truest sense of the word!

I have my a husband and a growing daughter to attend to...they are my priority right now and next is my thriving career...

enough of that...here's the "not your ordinary girl"

Bye Beachroots

Last Wednesday was Beachroots’ last night @ Mango Square. I felt a little pinch in my heart as I took one last look of the bar that has been our gimik place, that of our friends, our friend’s friends and some strangers. I just felt so sad for what has been a very promising business. Though it was not our “bread and butter” so to speak, it took care of some our little needs. It meant a lot to us really even though at times I felt a pang of regret for putting it up in the first place especially that my marriage has been affected. I guess, I share the same feelings with the rest of the ladies behind the gentlemen of Beachroots.

I hate to say that the small tenants down there are considered the “sacrificial lambs” so that Mango Square shall carry on with their “insatiable” commercial cravings. But it is a sad fact and I don’t know how the hell Mango Square shall pay for the damage they’ve done to these tenants. They’ve been good at empty promises and lip service right from the start. F*ck their gay ass!!!

There!

Looking at the stalls at the open plaza right now with just the candle lights on, (since Mango Square Management shut down the electric meter), I am all positive that there’s still something out of this shit. While we pack up our things, we also pack up all the lessons learned and bring it with us wherever this end may lead us. I’m sure, we all learned a lesson here and we’re never ever the same person as we are before.

Bye Beachroots…it may be the end but it will definitely be a start of something new.

Gosh, I’m getting emo again… but it’s all GOOD!