2300 – The usual time I would aim for to finish clothes-ironing every Sunday evening, and the time for me to settle down to round up some events for the weekend before the start of another new week.
This weekend’s activities reinforced some practical life theories:
- It doesn’t matter where you are, how the situation is, or even what you are doing, most of the times what truly matters is who you are with.
- A good break, though short, refreshes the mind and soul. Everyone will need it every now and then.
- No one can be as understanding and considerate to you than your family.
This weekend WW and I spent time idling away, passing time doing things we like. No pressure, no rush and almost all the weekend to ourselves. Yeah! I think both of us are mature to the point of liking old folks’ stuff and sometimes living old folks’ kind of life. Breakfast at Jalan Kukoh food centre and Margaret Drive food centre – both 老人区 – on two consecutive days. Reading Saturday papers by Suntec koi pond; checking out a cookie stall opened by WW’s friend; queuing (WW, not me, hee) for famous fish soup at a stall along Beach Road although it was hot hot hot; playing pool; hearing the fireworks but not able to see them while having dinner at Sketches at Robertson Walk – all seemingly small activities that add up to lotsa great time.
It doesn’t matter where you are, how the situation is, or even what you are doing, most of the times what truly matters is who you are with.
Appreciation – please show it more
Mama was cooking dinner this afternoon, frying egg omelette that gave out a mouth-watering aroma. I complimented her cooking, saying it smells so nice and should be yummy. Haha, she was happy to hear that as to her, this is some form of appreciation for the hard work she has put in for the whole family everyday. My dad hardly compliments Mama, making her feel at times just like a maid in the family.
Sometimes seeing how old-time couples take things for granted, gradually lacking that loving touch for each other and end up grumbling about each other rather than showering compliments and words of thanks, I would feel that pinch of sadness. Maybe should help Apa Ama spice up their lives, heh.
Appreciation from others on one’s efforts is a driver for one to achieve more and to do better. At work I hear colleagues lamenting the lack of appreciation from their bosses. Why then slog so hard, since one’s work may just go unnoticed?
This evening Apa, Ama, me and Fluffy went to Bedok Reservoir – the last such time was like eons ago! They were on their wheels, Fluffy on her leash and me in my torn and tattered sports shoes. Managed a 25.13 minutes run and soaked in the sunset before we headed for home. Papa was sweating and panting away from the exercise, but it was a good effort! Must teach them the importance of exercising so that we all can be healthier.
Ah, this weekend had been a very pleasurable one.
5 minutes from the end of it; that bittersweet feeling is seeping in.
Starting to miss all things good, knowing come the start of the work week, I’ll be throwing myself into another rush-buzz, forgetting who I really am.
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