I have no excuse for not blogging for uh, quite a bit. Since I started more than a year ago, I have always been up to date with all the goings on with my life. So, what happened?
I couldn't find the time. It may sound flimsy, yes. See, I feel so dreadfully, awfully tired these days because I always seem to do a lot of things a lot of times. I always have people around me. And I guess, blogging, which has always been some sort of soul searching for me has never been an option because there were always distractions.
Aah, distraction. I so underestimate the word. Work has always been, uh, what's the word? Challenging? Yeah, I guess with the kind of work I do, it would be ridiculous to expect no pressure. So there, that's a given. Friendships and relationships have been a bit of a haywire lately too. I'm at this stage in my life where my old friends are already old enough not to plan out for gimmicks anymore, and new friends, in the meantime, do nothing else but go out without enough emotional exchanges. Love life has been, well...great, but it has been not without fights. Har har, what's new right? Well I guess one new thing about it is that we spend more time together now. Pipo stays with me at home most of the time these days. Don's ask why, but we seem to be in a kind of semi-live-in situation. Pretty big jump huh? The last time I wrote anything about Pips was I guess during the breakup. That was around May. Last June 1, we would have been in a 3-year relationship already. Last May 30, Pipo moved in with me. Tsk, rollercoaster relationships? Talk about a rollercoaster life! I think I'm happy. But I guess I could be happier. I guess I have not prepared fore this kind of situation but I don't want to complain. I love Pipo. I always have. Sometimes that's all that matters.
Now let's go back to where this post started. I have no excuse for not blogging. I am always tired. Sometimes I wish a day had more hours in it. These days, I just go to work, sell 'til my bones could talk no more. Work on my newsletter (oh, I am currently Editor-In-Chief, so I can't just quit it), then I have to wait for Pipo to finish work so we can go home together. We do some errands on the way home, grocery, bills, yada, yada...And by the time we get home, we're both poofed out of our eyesockets to even talk to each other. We do a li'l bonding with the kids (Meng & Mai). Give instructions to the maid what to cook for our baons. Go up to my, err, our room. And after a brief kiss and a hug, go promptly to sleep. Sounds simple enough? Oh wait, I was talking about a "perfect" day. This is how we do things when we're not fighting. God, how we fight. We haven't mellowed down one bit since college days. We still fight like there's no tomorrow. We fight about the littlest of things. I still won't give in because of pride. Ah, some things never change.
So finally, much as really don't want to miss a day's sale, I finally had to file for leave. As soon as my off took effect, I hauled ass to the PC chair and started writing this post. I intend to do all the things I love doing for next couple of days. I would be watching all the Friends episodes I can 'til kingdom come (thanks Jane for lending us the complete 10 seasons!). I would also be cooking dinner for Pipo and my sisters. I'd probably go to church for some quiet time. I will have to take the car for a carwash. And yes, I have to go with Connie to Quiapo for some dvd hunting. Then of course, Connie also took the piano home so I can jam with my good 'ol self. I intend to fiddle with the guitar too, especially since I have two kinds of guitars at home right now. And in the middle of all these, I plan to do a lot of chika-chika time with my siblings which I have been starting to miss these last couple of months. Aah, not bad, not bad at all.
Of course, by the time I get back to work again, I would have to do something about my schedule and rest-time. Pipo and I finally talked about this, but we didn't come up with any plausible plan. I guess relationships like ours really do take a lot of effort. After all, it has only been a month and a half since we moved in together. Maybe if I find the time, I would update this blog again. But until then, I would just have to keep trying. And trying.
I'm not complaining. I'm happy. But of course, I could be happier.
