Blogging

My daughter asked me this afternoon how come I am not blogging, I am not posting new stuff. She said because she wants to see new stuff, meaning those things that she doesn’t know about.
I told her I’ve been really busy.

Blogging could be tiring too. I always feel exhausted lately. My “limited capacity” mind is bursting with things to do and attend to. Plus the heat is wearing me off. Alam mo na, nag-kakaedad na. Madaling mapagod. Hindi pala nagkaka-edad, talagang may edad na.

I get home at around 9 pm. I hang-out in the kitchen to read what’s supposed to be a morning newspaper. Wala namang good news puro na lang bad news. Open mails, credit card bills, utility bills.

By the time I go up to the study room, it would be around 11 pm, tired na ako. My mind is exhausted. Hindi na ako makapag-kwento. I think it’s better to blog in the morning, so my mind is still fresh. But no, I feel tired in the morning, stress na hindi pa ako naka ligo. Tapos syempre I am in a hurry to go to work. Sa office, I cannot do it. Daming gawain.

Kanina, we have a young lady working as Sales Consultant at Makati Ford who collapsed. She was sitting on a chair tapos bigla na lang daw tumumba. I went to their office and found her lying on her side, on the floor. Buti na lang may carpet. They were trying to make her inhale Kopinco. She wasn’t moving. She looked like she was in deep sleep. Pinasugod ko na sya sa hospital. They carried her. I don’t know what happened. I called the office and they haven’t been back. According to her kasambaho, hindi raw nag-lunch. She’s always like that daw. She doesn’t eat.
Now that they’ve mentioned it, oo nga, she’s thin and petite. I hope she’s okay.

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Actually I woke up from a call from a customer asking for a free 40,000 km check. Medyo napasama ang gising ko. I was so sungit. I made the mistake of giving him my cellphone number. Not that he’s not important to our company. But I cannot really attend to each customer’s lambing and concerns. Otherwise, kawawa naman ako wala na akong ibang magagawa. Kaya nga meron kaming Service Managers, advisors, customer service, etc.

A friend who bought a Ford Explorer called also this morning. Palyado daw Explorer nya.
I advised him to bring it to Ford EDSA. Takot daw sya baka tumirik. Our mechanics went to his house and found nothing wrong with his vehicle. Yung driver lang nya hindi marunong. Edmund said I am spoiling my friend. One time naman his driver stayed inside the Explorer with radio and aircon blasting. Humina ang beterya. Naku, tawag na naman ng tawag sa akin. We should instruct our drivers to wait outside of the vehicle. Not inside. Mga nakataas pa ang mga paa nyan, pagwala ang amo, naka aircon, naka recline, naka radio.

I got caught in a two hour EDSA traffic jam tonight so my driver de-toured. I was supposed to look for office tables for the new accounting room. Sa ka-de-detour namin, we ended up in Greenhills Shopping Center. It was 8:20pm. Paraaa! Ibaba mo ko dyan. I gave a hundred bucks for his dinner. Ako naman, naisip ko I don’t want to go home yet. Wala namang tao sa bahay. I am always having dinner by myself anyway so I’ll just hang around here in Greenhills.

I went inside Kimpura Restaurant.

Me———– “Miss, meron kayong Teppanyaki Oyster?”
Waitress#1—- “Oyster?”
Cashier —- “Oyster?”
Waitress#2—- “Meron ba tayong Oyster?”
Waitress#3—- “Teppanyaki Oyster? Ay Ubos na, kanina lang. Hindi ka umabot”.

Para silang mga echo.
I left, kasi that’s the only one that I want to eat sana.
I went to Watson’s.
I have P51.50 earned points from BDO Rewards cards that I want deducted from my purchase of medicines.

Cashier—— “Mam, nag-e-error. Tumawag ka daw sa kanila”.
Me———– “P51.50 patatawagin pa ako?”
Cashier—— “Baka may-i-ve-verify”.
I didn’t call.

I ate in Razon’s na lang. I had arroz caldo and halo-halo.

I wanted to walk-walk sana inside the shopping area but they’re closed. I wanted to go inside Japan Home Center, they have some interesting stuff from Japan, but my car arrived na.

Masarap pa sanang maglakad, medyo presko na ang hangin.

I got home at past 9 pm. Wala naman tao. Meron, two ipises, Is that correct? Di ba plural ng ipis ay ipises? These duo greeted me as I climbed up the stairs from the garage to the kitchen. They add to my stress. Gabi-gabi na lang may ipis.

When I entered by bathroom, ganun din. “Hello ohmybuhay, I am Mister Ipis, residing in your banyo”. And how did I know that the ipis is a Mister? Eh bakit yun magti-tyaga dun sa banyo ko kung hindi yun lalaki. Naninilip lang yun. Pinagti-tripan ako.

Edmund came home at 11 pm. Nag golf at nag-hang-out with his friends.

Edmund———-“Wala pa si Oyen?”
I was too tired to answer. Medyo may toyo nga ako, baka maisagot ko eh “obvious ba?”
Baka mabatukan naman ako.

He saw me in front of my laptop.
Edmund——— ” Nilagay mo na ba yung kahapon?”
He’s referring to the ohmybuhay readers we met last night at the concert.
Me————- “Hindi pa”.
Edmund——— “Baka hinihintay”.

I entered the room, he was dozing off
Me———- “Tart, ayaw ko na dito sa Pilipinas, ayaw ko na dito.”
He looked at me. Maybe trying to comprehend what I was saying.
Me———- “Alis na tayo, gusto ko ng lumipat sa iba”.
Edmund—— “Bakit?”
Me———- “Naguguluhan ako dito. I don’t want to sit in the traffic for two hours every day each way. I get tired. I want to go to a place na tahimik. Makakapaglakad-lakad ako. Presko ang hangin, malamig”.
Edmund——– “Sa Ireland ka pumunta”.

That’s what happens when husband thinks his wife is not serious. Or he doesn’t take me seriously. Either that, or he’s too sleepy to listen.

I probably got so exhausted from my “today”. I am beginning to have drama moments again. I am not going to elaborate why. A friend told me last week that I am so open with my thoughts and feelings. He said para na daw akong nag-i-striptease. I told him ohmybuhay is my diary. I am not paid to write. I express my thoughts here. I can speak to myself. I can think aloud.
Nung araw, pag-kinausap mo ang sarili mo, ang tawag sayo ay luka-luka. Lukring.
Ngayon, it’s called blogging.