My anxiety on this pandemic is at a high level. It has come to the point that I am feeling that it is only a matter of time before we all get infected.Continue reading “It’s All a Matter of Time”
My dreams are dead or dying,
But this I must remember,
I am here on this earth living,
And the world owes me nothing.
In light of everything going on, I have to remind myself that the world owes me nothing. I am not entitled to anything despite everything I believe I am owed due to what I have achieved or done.
Handling problems is hard, most specially when there are people around you dragging their feet. It can be very frustrating, and, frankly, there are times when I am very tempted to give up and keel over with the punches thrown at me.
We are in a financial crisis, yes, but at least my wife seems to be more aware on how to handle our finances better. She insisted on holding the traditional role of budgeting our family’s finances, and well, I hope she has learned her lesson. If you can’t learn your lessons from books and teachers, experience will teach you a harsh lesson you would have difficulty forgetting.
I became more focused on my writing. It would seem that being in a tough situation helps me being more creative. I have managed to turn writing into an outlet, and have somehow polished and honed my skills. There is still a lot of room to improve, I just have to keep moving forward.
If there is something I have learned, is that being bitter about the situation helps with absolutely nothing. I must keep looking at the bright side, and focus on getting to the next day, and the next day for now. I can only chip at the problems that lay before me one at a time. It may seem like it is a large chunk that is unbeatable… but if I take it one slice at a time, it will fall, and I shall be victorious.
I know, yet I keep forgetting, and thus, I must remind myself constantly.
I hope you are doing well, and I hope you have a nice day. Thanks for reading.
With October having just 7 days left, I guess I have to call it. I won’t be able to continue with the Inktober challenge anymore.
Hello, I’m glad you could join me.
As I said with my title, I can no longer continue with Inktober. I am way behind in the days, and I feel that I can no longer catch up.
I have been swamped with real world obligations, and while that is not necessarily a bad thing, I would hate to make the fun of Inktober become a chore and a burden. And so, I’m calling it.
My blog’s subscriber count was significantly reduced and I feel very frustrated.
It’s not like it was something I did… my wife saw my blog and the interactions I was doing as part of the work needed to grow it, and decided to purge it of female subscribers. She also went and unsubscribed me from them.
I am unsure how to handle this, and what to do, but frankly, I am feeling frustrated.
I’m supposed to know these things. Financial literacy is my thing for it’s my line of work…
Unfortunately, I’ll be making a bad decision real soon, with the hopes of buying myself more time.
You see, to make ends meet and pay my loans as they fall due, I will be refinancing an existing loan so I could get the cash from that, and use the proceeds to pay off the monthly dues of some of my other loans.
Hello friends, quick update – our little dog’s back, and she’s fine.
I accidentally broke my mother-in-law’s glass jar this morning when I was washing the dishes…
I’m sweating bullets and in a state of despair.
The glass jar was used to hold beef “sinigang” (sour stew). It was very greasy, and I was having a hard time cleaning it. Then I remembered warm water can remove the grease. I boiled water and poured it in the the jar.
As soon as I poured water and it hit the jar, I heard a click sound.
My heart stopped.
The jar broke from a small crack. The entire bottom part separated from the jar.
The water must have been too hot, or the jar was still cool from being washed in morning tap water…
Either way, I’m screwed.
The wife is particularly upset with me for my screw-up.
The jar was something my mother-in-law acquired when she was working in Italy, so replacing it would be hard. She has long retired from working there as an overseas worker, and this was among the things that she has brought with her.
The jar is also something that my wife is fond of, and she likes the design. I’m going to get a boat-load of crap when this hits the fan.
I haven’t been able to talk to my mother-in-law yet, but I am scared to tell her of the unfortunate news… But, I have to. It is at least my duty for the screw-up I did.
In any case, I really do wish there is some kind of “undo” button to rewind life to make us fix the mistakes that we have made in life. Either big or small ones.
I hope you have a nice day.