LIFE ON THE FAST LANE
Whenever I take a pause from my so-called life, it always amazes me when I realize how time flies indeed. My day usually starts @ 4AM when I wake up, and ends, uhm, whenever.. no limits.. I spend most of my waking hours at work, unendingly firefighting issues, trying to keep the morale of my team up as we are flooded with challenges every day. Today, I decided to take them on a mini-break.. Which just meant taking a 2-hr lunch outside of the office... But it did us some good. I hope. And we succeeded to stay away from any work-related discussions. In fact, we mostly talked about the recent developments of our former First Daughter's lovelife fiasco, which apparently got a huge amount of airtime in the news last night. And since I'm TV-less at the moment (my barely 2-yr old Panasonic flatscreen failed on me, apparently because I have not used it for a year!), I missed the whole deal. Thankfully. Gawd, what has become of our country that the personal lives of former first daughters and their womanizer lovers gets more coverage than pressing political or economic issues? As if.
But I digress. It's been more than a month since I got home. But majority of my boxes remains unopened. I hardly have time for lunch or to comb my hair. And MB is now here, in the same country as I am... School started this week. And I need to turn in an assignment this Saturday, which requires a 2-chapter reading. Which of course, I have not yet started. Which I intended to do today, but got stuck again with work-related tasks.. So goes my life.
So what is my point? None, really. Except that I badly want to settle down already. And start feeling like I'm indeed finally home.. Instead of just passing through.
Ok. Enough rambling for tonight. Tomorrow I will see MB again. One step backwards. Sigh.