First time in a long time

Somewhere in UP Diliman. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

The government loosened the mobility restrictions to Alert Level 2 in Metro Manila starting yesterday so children can finally go out of homes and visit parks. We went out this afternoon so the girls can ride their bikes here in UPD for the first time in so many months. I still didn’t bike; I’m still gauging my strength so I just walked, did laps, and stretches.

This morning I pulled my lazy butt out of bed to cook brunch. I had been very spoiled by Grab Food for a couple of weekends now so now I must flex my muscles in the kitchen.

I made baked ham with cheese, which I learned from Imamu Room’s cooking vlog on Youtube. Then the usual tamagoyaki, rice with furikake, zucchini tempura, and miso soup.

Brunch today. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Fire engine red. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is the first time I also used the new microwave oven to defrost the ham. It’s cute but smaller than my old Whirlpool. Oh well, I’m shallow like that.

And yes, Kimchi still hates me. She runs away and hides from me. I still have to endure her grumpiness for a few more days because she needs to complete her antibiotic round, anti-hairball/antacid and the supplements.

Still grumpy cat. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Weekends are too short.

Craft beer

Lovely Indian Pale Ale. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I participated earlier tonight in this online craft beer appreciation session where I learned the difference of lager, ale, pale ale, and stout and the different processes and ingredients involved. No wonder I prefer the dark beers; the lagers that I usually have and are accessible to me are like water to me now. This Mitchell’s New England IPA (one of the four beers sent by Served Manila) has fruity notes, has a fuller body compared to the lighter beer that they have sent me. It has a higher ABV at 6.7%.

Mitchell’s, which has won several awards in Asia brewing contests. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I defied my doctor and had one bottle. I held off on the other beers because I can only defy my healthcare professional once. 😬 One day I will go have craft beer sessions with friends when eating and drinking out is no longer a suicide mission.

Love hurts

There you go. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I love my cats and I want them to be always well. But it’s hard to give medicines to those damned creatures! I got this scratch before I clipped Kimchi’s and Sushi’s vicious nails/claws.

To think I need to administer three liquid medicines to Kimchi twice a day for seven days. Agggghhhh!

Grumpy cat. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This guy makes it look so easy. His cat is not as grumpy as my Kimchi. Masungit Kimchi.

Stressed

Morning sunlight filtered through my muslin curtains that I made. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I thought I would be having a more relaxed day today so I savored the morning sunlight while in bed. I thought I would take it easy.

Then my cat vomited again. This is the third time it happened. The two times it happened last week were in the mornings and every time Kimchi vomited, she went back to her food bowl and ate again her kibbles like nothing happened. So I thought it was just a case of hairball. But when the girls told me this morning Kimchi vomited twice, I decided this is no longer a hairball case.

Long story short, I spent like 2 hours in the vet clinic. It turns out she has an infection after her CBC came back. I came out of the clinic with a shopping bag full of meds and supplements. I was PHP 4,500 poorer with a very grumpy cat because she was poked three times (CBC, antibiotic, and antacid).

A very grumpy Kimichi. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Another cause of stress is this: While I was at the vet clinic, a colleague under my watch messaged me he is resigning. Then I called him. That was a bummer because he is productive and resourceful and I was the one who brought him into the company. The biggest push why he is leaving is because of mismanagement–which I had been struggling with for several months now, too. Actually the issue has been festering for a long time now but I just grinned and borne it for years. That issue has been causing me so much stress and probably that’s another reason why I no longer have the motivation to write. I had already warned our APAC head about this months prior and told her people are really unhappy and I’m doing my damned best to keep the team intact while I battle some kind of power struggle because as I step up to help my teammates, I get hammered from above. I am already at the edge and there is little that’s holding me in place now unless they do something to improve the situation.

So I told my junior co-worker that if he talks to the APAC head tomorrow, “please do us a favor; you should tell her everything that is wrong and that I would soon be following you if things don’t turn around.” I’m just holding on because I like the flexibility that I have right now as I can work at my own pace and I can work from anywhere. However, they have let this really bad situation go on and on and on and on for a long time now and I was the one holding up the ceiling. I’m tired. And if I leave, everyone will leave as well as I was the only one keeping the team from falling apart.

The issue has been causing me so much stress and I was just sweeping this under the rug for months because I can handle only one issue at a time. I had to recover first from my heartache then I would tackle the work problem, I thought. However the two had been overlapping, causing me so much anxiety and stress. My back and neck muscles are stiff as hell and I’ve had trouble sleeping for several nights now because of my stiff neck. I booked a massage tonight and that somehow that eased the physical pain.

The mental strain though is still here.

Lazy day

Kimchi in her double decker bed. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Every cell in my body was protesting against returning to work today. I just wanted to sleep and read. But no, I have responsibilities to my team and I was needed today so I got my butt out of bed.

Then I wrote a story in under an hour this afternoon about a topic I wrote about two weeks ago, which was one of the top 5 most read stories in the region for us. I think I’ve got some of my mojo back. Probably I need a longer time to recharge so I can get back to my old productive self. Driving to my hometown, seeing old friends and bantering with them did wonders.

I didn’t realize that shutting the world out drains me more. Shunning the world and shutting myself in my apartment because I’m afraid of catching Covid again sucked the life out of me.

Maybe I need to drive back to see old friends again and/or drive to Makati and have dinner with friends from the industry whom I haven’t seen for 8 mos or more than a year.

Speaking of friend, one friend from the corporate communications industry sent me a a grazing box with cream cheese and caviar and the usual contents of a charcuterie board as a birthday gift. Too bad I can’t drink alcohol these days, as the doctor ordered. I still enjoyed it with my children even without wine.

Mmmm. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I think I will make a huge charcuterie board for Christmas and one leg of Chinese ham. Make my wicked potato salad, which all of my friends said it was the best potato salad they ate.

Dia de los muertos

Last night the traffic was so heavy in our usual route that I had to drive an extra 20 km to take another route. It took me 2 hrs and 45 minutes before we reached our apartment.

So today I did all the DIY stuff that I left hanging. Stupid me, that made me exhausted today.

I refreshed the white paint on the wall where my living room windows are. I also finally changed the curtain rod brackets downstairs and was able to hang the Christmas curtains that I bought from Shopee one night I wasn’t able to sleep. I’m afraid I overdid the Christmas thing.

Looks kitschy. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

But I think it looks better at night, less overpowering.

I have to make it grow on me because these damned things cost me PHP 500. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

And I did not stop there. I added curtain rod brackets in my room because my annoying cats keep on climbing the curtains and they’re not exactly light.

Since I felt so energetic today, I proceeded to sand my closets because the paint is peeling and Kimichi kept scratching the corner so it was worn.

I turned my impact drill into a sander. I uncovered several layers of paint. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I chose Boysen Skyblue for my closets. There was something off with the Tiffany blue that came with the apartment when we moved in so I decided to go for a lighter shade of blue.

Unfinished. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I didn’t paint the upper cabinets yet because I was so tired and I looked like a Smurf because I was already blue all over. And my paint was the quick-dry type so it was sticky, smelly, and hard to even out. At least I was able to fill out with wood filler the scratches that Kimichi made and I was able to cover it with paint. Now I’m getting high with the smell.

As I was letting the paint dry, I grilled marinated chicken outside while my kids and our househelp, Ate C, lighted candles for our departed loved ones. Today is Dia de Todos los Santos (All Saints’ Day) and tomorrow is Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) but in recent years Filipinos started visiting the grave of loved ones on 1 November instead of 2 November. Traditionally the holidays are 31 Oct-2 Nov but was truncated this year to only the 1 Nov. Dia de los Muertos is more known to be a Mexican holiday but most Spanish and Portugese colonies have their own way of commemorating the dead. In the Philippines, it’s more subdued compared to the Mexican one. When I was a kid, some people spend the night of the 31st in cemeteries to hang out in their family mausoleum or tombs until Nov 1 and have some kind of family reunion there. Filipino Chinese families light joss sticks and offer food and flowers. In our family we just clean the tombs, offer flowers, light candles and say our prayers. We stay until the candles have died out.

Lighting candles in front of the apartment. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is the third straight year we just have lighted candles in front of our house. In 2018, the traffic was so bad that I just opted to stay at home. Last year and this year, obviously, we had to stay home because of Covid-19 restrictions. My mom is already contented that I brought her last week a huge pot of mums and the purple hydrangea for my father’s niche at the columbarium near my mom’s house.

Since I’m making the most of my stay here in this apartment, I will be filling up the walls with crafts and art. Next time that will go home to my mom’s house, I’ll be taking my old drawings with me and put them in frames and hang them in my room. I bought some frames from Photoline in SM that were on sale last week.

J left his drawing on my refrigerator door and when we broke up, I shoved it in my closet and let it stay there almost 11 months. I decided to take it out again and put it in one of the frames I bought. He drew this scene from Istanbul when he was demonstrating to the girls how to use their color markers.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I had hung his drawing in the place where his workstation was. He may not be a nice person, but for old times’ sake this is how I am choosing to remember him: a traveler. I am just one stop.

Soon this room will be filled by my old drawings/paintings and cross-stitch projects. And probably new ones too. His drawing will just be one of the many that I will have on my walls.