Last night, the wind was so violent that it ripped my beach umbrella apart. I had let the outside kitties in since the rains started last Monday, much to the chagrin of my indoor divas, Kimchi and Sushi. The vet gave me meds that could calm them down so they won’t spray pee everywhere to mark every inch of my house and peeing outside their litter box due to stress.

By noon the wind has died down and now I have to contend with the mess the habagat made outside.

Meanwhile, I needed to finish the analysis piece I had been brewing for six months because I’m running out of things to write. The rains and flood kept me from scouring for leads and stories in Makati. Interviews with various people across Asia (and one in Europe) that I had requested were either rejected or pushed back. I am going nuts.

But at least I am no longer asking for interviews for my team members because my duty was to keep their numbers up. Thank God I am out of that. 🥹 If they can’t meet the quota, it’s on them. They’re no longer my problem.

It’s so freeing not to be worrying and stressing about other people. Not taking care of other people. I’m so tired of that.