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Recycled grocery paper bags. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

My hands became restless so I wrapped some gifts for family and friends that I will be bringing to my hometown tomorrow.

I didn’t want to waste paper that will just add to our humongous trash problem so I’ve been recycling things. Aside from paper bags, I’ve been recycling my old business cards from a decade ago and use them as backing for the gift tags that I printed out.

Then I tried my hand again at painting sakura closeups.

I chucked this one because it didn’t turn out well. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com
Tried again. Still waiting for it to dry. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

But it seems like I’m losing my mojo again.

It’s the end of the year and there are still a ton of things I must do like staff evaluation and self-reviews. That’s the most annoying part about my job: the admin work. Even though I’m already technically on leave, there’s this nagging voice at the back of my brain that says I must work on this now. But my body says I should relax and leave stress behind.

🤷🏻‍♀️

Maybe that dinner with my best friend tomorrow night will improve my state of mind.

Since my mom’s house is still on a lockdown, I booked an Airbnb in my hometown (which sounds absurd to me now) so I can spend the night there because the next day I have a dinner party with a listed company at Hilton, near the airport. So might as well be efficient with my trips and it will be easier to drive to Hilton from south then continue to drive to QC instead of driving from QC to Hilton then to QC again. <<<< This sounds horrific these days.

After my lunch meeting tomorrow, I will drive to hometown, check my house construction and bring my pendant lights and kitchen utensil railings that will be drilled underneath the overhead kitchen cabinets. I will also distribute the food baskets that I bought for the construction workers…something to augment their noche buena meal on Christmas Eve. Times are tough; a little blessing goes a long way for such workers.

You see, I’ve been very blessed, despite the shit I’ve been through the past 2 years. It’s my way of giving back to the universe that has been kind to me in some ways. I don’t forget the privilege that I have. I’m a single parent who can still afford to send my children to school, clothe and feed them, and have just enough to spend for our needs and wants. A lot of people are not in that position. Many struggle and find partners so that they would have somebody to share that financial burden with. Many get stuck in bad relationships because it’s hard to go solo financially.

I don’t have to, thank God.

Besides I’m not the type who will find a partner because of financial reasons. The thought just makes me nauseous. And I don’t think anyone would bother with me because I’m already old; relationship for convenience applies only to younger women and fuckbois.

Oh fuck bois. 🙄

How I hate thee.

And it’s done

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Ceiling lamps on 50% off. This one is for my bathroom. Photo by CallMeCreation.com.

Yes. Finally bought ceiling lamps. And they’re a lot cheaper than what I initially planned. I let my kids choose the lamps. These lamps above would go to my bathroom.

The other one, albeit another variant of the one pictured below which has pendants that are hanging at same level, would go to my dining area.

This one is meant for a corner so the one we chose is similar to this but they are on a track and at the same level. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I changed the bulbs from the inefficient 40-watt Edison bulb to the power saving 7-watt daylight LED bulbs.

I paid PHP 6,000+ for the two sets plus LED bulbs, which was already a very good price for the lot.

The other candidates that my kids initially chose were:

It just had too many bulbs for a four-seater dining table. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
This also has too many bulbs. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
These look nice but would be better for a 6 or an 8-seater dining table. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

The girls initially wanted something like this in the kitchen area but I shot it down because I want track lights so each bulb can be a spotlight on the kitchen counter. It’s easier to cook when there’s a dedicated task light for that.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Photo by CallMeCreation.com

My contractor sent me this photo of my fusebox and the pantry shelves below it.

Pantry shelves.

They’re installing insulators before they seal the ceiling so that I won’t be roasting in my bedroom by summer. My room faces east and it receives direct sunlight.

Insulators first.

Because I’m in the mood to spend, I indulged again and went to ArtWhale. Before I leave QC, I think I must complete my Holbein half-pans.

Each tiny pan is as expensive as a 15ml tube of gouache or oil. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Meanwhile, I was feeling a little bit creative tonight…

It’s beginning to look like a close-up of a sakura blossom. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com
It’s messy but it is still a work in progress. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is what’s difficult with watercolor: once it’s there, it’s there. You can’t erase a spill if it’s already set on paper and you’re too slow in catching it while it’s still wet. You only have a few seconds then it’s forever there. Unlike in oil you can use thinning agents or paint it over with white. Same with gouache. With watercolor… You’re doomed with your mistakes.

So I have to be creative with how I can disguise this bleeding (which came from my fingers because the new shadow green Holbein pan bled all over my hand). 😒

UPDATE

Not the most elegant way to hide bleeding but what can I do? Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

It’s the weekend!

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White wine and Jamon Iberico Bellota. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

My Christmas vacation leave starts right now. 🎄 Wohooo!

However, I still have a lunch meeting on Monday with a CEO of a listed company and coffee meeting in the afternoon with the BD and CEO of a subsidiary of a conglomerate. Plus I will have the last team call for the year before lunch.

My fairy lights arrived. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I was reading some social media posts of friends who braved the traffic from north to Makati and they ended up cursing the wretched situation. Well, cardinal rule no. 1 during Christmas rush: do not book dinners and get togethers on Fridays, especially if it involves getting out of your 2-km radius. I’m serious. I’ve lived here for 21 years and as a field reporter/road warrior, I know this by heart.

I can’t go to my hometown to visit the construction and attend my high school homecoming tomorrow because my mom’s household got Covid. My nephew caught it (most likely from school) so my Mom’s household is on a self-imposed lockdown. I won’t have a place to stay, especially after I go for drinks with high school friends.

So tomorrow, we might go to the A&S Lamps Cubao to check out lighting options for the bathroom and dining area. My contractor suggested this:

He is finally riding the ridiculousness that I am aiming for. Let’s see what the girls and I can find in A&S.

Meanwhile, my contractor sent me this. My new drywalls are up and the Rockwool insulation/soundproofing will soon be installed as well.

Drywall in my room. The Rockwool insulation/soundproofing will also be installed soon.
Drywall between the girls’ room and the dining/TV area.

We would also try to go to the Marikina River Banks carnival since the girls wanted to try again the rides now that they’re all older and it’s just the three of us.

To be continued…

Empty

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Inking. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com
Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

The paper of this sketchbook absorbs color instead of half-repelling it so that’s why the watercolors bleed. I couldn’t make it behave the way I want it so layering is difficult. The gray on jaune didn’t blend so it sticks out like a sore thumb.

Ah well, this is a practice notebook anyway. It’s ok if my sketches are bad. I need to fill up 20 sketchbooks before I improve. 😏

Maybe I could try sketching Manila Cathedral now or Fort Santiago.

Today is a public holiday and I’m not supposed to work but I did. I had an interview with this firm that the Singapore PR I blogged about the other day was promoting. It was a hard interview because I tried poking from different angles and I’m not able to penetrate his wall so I couldn’t get what I wanted. I don’t know if I just wasted everybody’s time since there is no actionable angle I could write about 😒

This left me exhausted. Hard to interview lawyers if they’re not drunk. 🫠

I want to visit an art gallery or watch somebody create art so I can be inspired and restore my mojo. Creativity can be drained and I tell you I’m so dry. I’m running on empty now.

Schadenfreude

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Karma is out there to bite your ass.

This person, whom I refuse to name on this blog, is the primary mother troll who had released his troll farm on me a few years ago when I criticized a government agency (which allegedly employed him as an attack dog a.k.a. social media handler) regarding an infrastructure project bidding.

For two weeks they tried to destroy me online. Even attacked my company’s social media assets, much to the shock and confusion of our APAC and global headquarters.

I do believe the universe will be out to get you if you haven’t been nice.

My friends and I are ROFLing now.

Speaking of trolls, I once again dodged the prinicpal of these creatures by leaving the conference venue early today. I AGAIN didn’t check the program—it was only during the welcoming remarks did I learn that Marcos is supposed to speak this afternoon. 🤦‍♀️ So the conference delegates were told to avoid going in and out of the area by 2 pm because the Presidential Security Group needed to check and secure the premises.

I used our PH reporter’s media pass that’s why I had a different name on my tag. Our PH reporter is in another event across the metro.

I left at 11:30 am. Good thing I was able to ambush interview my targets early.

I really can’t stomach the thought of being in the same room as this thief.

I just can’t.

I have covered past presidents and sat through some of their speeches but the last two presidents… 🤬 Nope.

I quickly escaped to SM MOA (since I was just at Marriott) to write my stories, buy Christmas gifts, and then I took Skyway so I can fly back home.

Or so I thought I could get back home quickly.

It still took me two hours to get home. I left at past 3 pm, I arrived at past 5 pm. 🫠 And to think that I already used Skyway to bypass Edsa or C5 to reach QC. 😵‍💫

I just want to stay put in the next few days… Traffic jams are so bad that they suck the soul out of you.

All coffee/dinner with friends would have to be pushed back after Christmas. It’s just insane to be on the road these days.

Zero skills

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Let’s sum up my Monday with this email exchange, shall we?

woman in red t shirt looking at her laptop
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

Me: requesting for an interview with this firm because of a new development.

External PR: responds and feeds me questions to ask in the interview.

Me: sending my own questions and say if the firm is not ready to answer my Qs, then there will be no interview.

Toink!

This is not a Philippines-based PR. Thank goodness, PR people here in PH are much better.

When I received that email with the questions feed, it took me a few minutes to process what the PR firm wants me to do. Then I was flabbergasted (“how dare these guys!” *deep inhale*). Then anger had set in. Then later I had this urge to laugh hysterically due to the absurdity of it all.

This is exactly the reason why there is zero journalism skills in Singapore. I mean, the PRs are even feeding journalists questions to ask during an interview. 🙄

And also this is a reflection of how clueless Singapore-based PR firms are when it comes to how real journalists work (and not the state-controlled hacks). YOU. DON’T. FUCKING. DICTATE. TO. A. JOURNALIST. WHAT. QUESTIONS. TO. ASK!!!

If you are pushing a certain narrative, you give the journalist who is going to do the interview a press release with your narrative/the client’s narrative. You leave the journalist the choice if she would use it or not. If the journalist is lazy, she would just take it, hook, line, and sinker.

This is why we jokingly say that Singapore journos are copywriters—they just copy the press releases. I receive 50 press releases in 24 hours (from different time zones) and I see how the regional (Southeast Asia) media outfits publish them. Some have journo bylines but the copies that have been published are just rehashed/paraphrased PRs. No new inputs to make them exclusive or fresh.

The PR firm has not come back after I replied to that bizarre email (in the most diplomatic way I could). It still hangs if the firm wants the interview or not.

And that, folks, is how the rest of my week will go.

I just want to have my Christmas vacation!!!

Kimchi, very comfortable after doing her zoomies at 3 am. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I must to go Marriott tomorrow for a conference and grant me, O Lord, patience. LOTS AND LOTS OF PATIENCE because that annual conference is always known to be chaotic.