Life is too short...

I suddenly feel like blogging again.Maybe it's because I'm alone at home,
again.And yes,I'm not a shop assistant anymore.
Actually there's much to be done but like the procrastinator that I am,those works don't need immediate attention so here I am.
The day before yesterday I went to a wake.A young man who was the same age as my eldest took his own life.His family said that he drank about 300ml of pesticide,a Decis,one of the most potent.They brought him to the hospital on the same day but he died anyway.
It made me wonder why would someone took their own life?What problem is so great that it cannot be solved?It's a good thing that he was still single.
Maybe if he was a man with faith,no matter what religion,he would not have been so desperate.Even if he could not have confided to any living souls for whatever was ailing him,to God he could have confessed and he would have been given a way to ease his burden.The day he was buried was his 29th birthday.

Today my job is to do overall sweeping.I have done the toughest part of the cleaning and when I look back dusts have settled all over again.I have to dust and vacuum and sweep all over again.The curtains will have to wait until my daughters got home.

What really makes me mad is the water.It choose today to play hide.I went down just now and there was no water.I really hope that somebody will volunteer to do the 'seeking' job.I would if I could.

Next task,find any available big container to store rain water.If the tap water continue to hide,then I will have to store rain water for washing since there's no other source available.

Cleaning ...

Yesterday I wished for an extra pair of hands and it was granted.Thanks to my nephew,Kipung,for helping me to mow the lawn.Downstairs rooms - done.Today I'm going to tackle the kitchen windows and cabinet.The curtains are soaking in the washing machine now and then next load will be the table cloth and the dish clothes.I really hope that the water won't choose today to do it's favourite games of hide and seek,the 'now you see it,now you don't' type.It's been doing that for the past three days,which really makes me mad.

If only I have extra pairs of hands..

It's 5 days to Christmas and 3 of my children will be home in 4 days time and I haven't started cleaning their rooms yet.The upstairs rooms will not pose much problem but the two downstairs rooms really need a complete cleaning from top to bottom.
I would have done it before if I didn't go to help at the Ketua Kampung's house and yesterday a gotong royong at our chapel.So many works to do with only me here.My niece told me that there's someone she knows who cleans house for rm30 per day but that will be my last resort.What will my friends say if I hire a cleaning lady?

Wedding..

Tomorrow there will be a wedding .The Ketua Kampung's daughter is getting married.Tonight we'll go to their place to help with the food preparations.I'm given the task of cooking sweet and sour fish.
I don't know yet how many types of dishes will be served but hopefully I don't have to do more than the sweet and sour dish.That alone is quite plenty - 50kg of fish.

Today was a slow one at the shop.There were only a few customers and the first one only came after 11am.Maybe it is because of the fasting month that not many students came to the shop during midday.
When the first customer came,I can see her smiling even before she came inside.So I smiled widely in return.It was then when she came inside that I noticed .She wasn't smiling at me at all but because she was hare-lipped.I've never seen her coming to the shop before today.Maybe it's because there were no other students at the shop that she came by.
Because I didn't want her feeling unwelcome,I keep on smiling even when I know that she's not smiling.I really felt for her,for being forever in a smiling mode.Poor girl.
It made me rethink and count my blessings.I am blessed with a good and healthy life,happy and united family,also able bodied and beautiful children.We might not be rich in materials standard but I'm forever thankful for everything that the Lord has bestowed on us.

Some people just can't say it right...

Usually when a customer came to the shop for a top up,especially the students,they'd say,"top up saya".
One customer came and just said,"ada mas-is",or something like that.So I said,"oh,tiada,kami tidak jual mancis."I said that because we don't sell matches at the shop.He gave me a stare as if to say,"is this lady daft,dim witted or just plain deaf?"
My friend said,"kak,maybe he wants to top up his maxis",and sure enough that was what he wanted.But why didn't he say up front that he needed a top up?
When the customer left we both doubled up laughing.My friend said that she too heard mas-is but she thought of maxis and got it right.I heard mas-is and automatically thought of matches.