Rest is not a reward

Cosy Sunday morning. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

The past few days were a whirl. On Thursday, my ass was on the line because I needed to produce that story that has giving me nightmares. There are just stories that are difficult to write because they’re complicated to explain.

At the same time I had to edit stories until 8 pm. I was so drained.

On Friday, I left at 6:14 am to make sure I’m at Manila Peninsula on time because it’s a free-seating arrangement. That morning, the DPWH and the Office of the Ombudsman had filed cases before the Sandiganbayan. Of course reporters were swarming the venue, together with the diplomats, corporate reps, and the execs that I’m chasing.

Yes, this is my view. 🤭 Photo by CallMeCreation.com
At the Manila Peninsula lobby. I was finally done writing my story and I had to jump to a party with journo friends. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Small anticorruption rally in the middle of Ayala Ave cor Paseo de Roxas. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I filed a story at 6 pm and still uploading it at 7:30 while I was at the 40th anniversary party of my journalist organization.

It was a fun night as I saw colleagues and former journalists whom I haven’t seen for a while. They have left the industry to pursue other careers but once a journalist, always a journalist.

And I won a new Samsung phone! Haha! I would have to sell this in Greenhills.

And then, you think I would be able to relax yesterday after all that driving and people-chasing? Nope. Because I needed to sew my costume for Monday.

Tadaaah! I finally gave in. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I sewed a costume but I think I like the other one that I didn’t work on. I also finished one panel of Christmas curtain I was sewing by hand.

Not bad. I just need to buy gladiator sandals from SM today. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I thought I can just lie in bed and doomscroll my day away today. Nope. I have to battle my way into SM today.