Well, I've faltered again in my goals (house chores) for today. It's early morning here and again I couldn't stay asleep. I asked around online about choir groups that I can join and earn extra income from. One of my college mates suggested I look for wedding organizers. I haven't done that yet. Boy, it seems harder to write down stuff...
Couldn't sleep again. I faltered a bit on the dish washing the past few days. And the living room is dirtier than ever. Our neighbor's kids were just there this evening and my daughter had a great time with them. I didn't try to straighten up afterward, because I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to finish, and I didn't want that. It was either I do it or I don't do it at all. Perhaps it's another sign of my OCD. Later after I look around this forum, I might decide to clean up, if I s
I've made another goal for me, which is to daily minimize the pile of dirty dishes in the sink before going to bed at night. I've made this goal a few days ago, and so far I've improved the situation. I know this is a big help to my husband, who does the cooking most of the time. And sometimes, he cooks and then does all the dishes as well. I'm changing that now.
It's evening now. 10:19 PM. Well, I made a small goal for myself today. I cleaned our toilet. So even though I spent the entire afternoon asleep with my daughter, at least I was able to accomplish that. And I was able to wash most of the piled dishes in the sink. And I was able to let my daughter paint (even though it really made our living room messier). Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to clean the living room and wash 10 pieces of clothes.
It was a good day for my husband yesterday. Both his sister and his father came to visit. His father was very encouraging as he gave us advice on improving our life situation. His own life had been hard, since he separated from his wife and took on a second family. But he said that with hard work and a LOT of patience, we can make it. We just have to take chances and not be afraid.
It's still early in the morning. Couldn't stay asleep anymore and I have an ache behind the eyes. We're back here in our home since yesterday. My husband is now 36 years old, as I will be in a month's time. Aside from the two second-hand shorts I bought him, our coming back home is the best birthday present that we could ever give him.
Back to reality in a few days. I gotta look forward to it, see it as another chance to improve the home, make things better for my family. My husband's birthday is coming up soon, and we're gonna be there for him.
It's not worth it to pursue people who is not interested in you enough to keep in touch. Surprisingly, the people who were keeping in touch with me were the people I didn't expect to. I'm obsessing about this I guess. Maybe I should make a plan and go out and find new friends, real friends. I can't stay cooped up in the house all the time. What will I teach my daughter? That you can't have friends who care about you?
Couldn't stay asleep again, so I decided to blog. I'm going to sms/text my friend/daughter's godmother and see if she replies. I've been e-mailing her but she hasn't responded to any of my e-mails. I'm becoming so disappointed with this "friend" because she hasn't kept in touch for more than a year now I think. She didn't even ask about her goddaughter. I sent her photos of my girl via e-mail in the hopes of getting her to contact me. I'm so disappointed. And she is supposed to be one of my
Well, it's four in the morning and I'm already here in my parents' house. My daughter is sleeping so peacefully (I love watching her sleep). I just came from my psychiatrist yesterday and got my meds adjustment. I also talked to him about therapy and why he hasn't mentioned it to me. He said that although I could certainly benefit from it, I don't HAVE to if it's not financially possible right now. Because therapy is a lot more expensive as I need to see my therapist more often than I do my
What is it with this day? It's been raining all day, my baby girl skipped her afternoon nap, and just an hour ago, she was throwing a tantrum like someone possessed because she didn't want to go to sleep. It was like something went out of wack that ruined her sleep schedule. Come to think of it, she and I both woke up late this morning, and things haven't been normal for us since. I didn't get much done today (well, on this day much more so). We were watching the funeral mass for Cory Aqui
Last night, as we were about to sleep, Baby Girl said, "I love you" to me for the first time. And Daddy was still awake to hear it. We exchanged a few more "I love you's" before we fell asleep.
I'm back home with my husband and my daughter. Baby Girl has caught a cold but she seems to be getting better now. Joe and I are okay so far. Me, I try to make sure that I get plenty of rest and that I don't take on too much work around the house. Not that the house is clean already. Oh, faaaaar from it. When I have done all that I can to clean up at a given time, I just stop and tell myself that it's time to move on to other things, like attending to my baby or it's time to nap, etc. Maybe
Only a few days til my mom's birthday. That's why me and my daughter are staying over their place. She's turning 64. I just remembered the Beatles' song, "When I'm 64." But she doesn't need to worry. She's very much loved, and needed by everyone. On Sunday, my husband will be joining us for a get together, and hopefully his sister too. Then we'll be returning home. Baby Girl is having the time of her life here. But she and I will be coming back to reality soon. Back to our unfinished, cl
Well, it's about 4 in the morning right now, and I couldn't sleep any longer so I decided to update my profile here and enter my blog as well. I am currently staying over with my daughter at my parents' house. My mother's birthday is coming up in a few days. My husband is joining us here that day to celebrate, and then we'll be going back home with him. Joe (not his real name) seems better now. A month ago he told me he was seeing weird things happening around the house, something that real
