I’ve been trying to have my siesta (which means afternoon nap for the non-Spaniard colonised), but there’s someone who have been singing Masaya, you know, the song by Bamboo, for I think 15 minutes now. Just outside my gate. In fairness to him, he has a nice voice and sings well, but please let me have my afternoon nap.
Anyway, since my nap has been
rudely musically interrupted, I decided to just blog my feelings away. This has been a super busy week, as in, and it’s not even Wednesday evening! For starters, there are the usual work responsibilities. Actually, I like being given more responsibilities at work because, somehow, I feel like I’m becoming indispensable. But I will be honest and say it’s not easy! Then again, nothing good ever came easy.
And finally, there’s this little thing called parenting. I’m managing but I still haven’t been the perfect parent lately. I’m pressured to teach him to write or read (or teach him at least anything) but I’m either busy working or just enjoying spending time with him. I’ll guess I’ll just let him be a child and not a student for a little bit longer haha.
But wait, here’s the news of the week:
We finally have a new helper at home.
Last year, with all the drama my old yaya has caused, I vowed never to hire helpers anymore. But then, I realised it’s so hard to be a single yaya-less full-time WAHM. It’s doable — if a home looking like a war zone is acceptable.
(By the way, chika lang, my mother saw our old yaya last week — she’s still working for our neighbour — and told me she looked a lot better when she was with us. She was always conscious with her appearance when she was working with us and was always trying to be fashionable. Now she was wearing pyjamas all day, her hair unkempt, and had a missing tooth.)
So I swallowed my pride and asked my friends for recommendations. The surest answer came from my “officemate” (put in quotation marks since we don’t have a physical office at work), Sarah.
She told me right away she was going to ask their helper for a reco, and then soon enough, she gave me the number of her helper’s 20-year old niece. And the rest is history.
She started working with us last Monday evening, and so far so good! We’re also planning to take in her best friend who’s also looking for work. We’re thinking of giving them both a fair share of housework and office work. Things are looking up and we finally have a clean home. Hahaha! Thank you, Lord!!!
We actually took a helper from an agency my mother’s friend owns several months ago, just before I took my Real Estate Broker’s board exam. I initially felt uncomfortable with her, but I chalked it up to her being a stranger. She was chatty though. She even mentioned that her husband didn’t know she was going to work here in the city, which should have been a red flag.
Well, she just spent the night at home. The next afternoon, when I put Yuri to sleep, she told my sister she was going to go to the store, and guess what? She never came back. Ever. She did not take our things naman, and she even left all of our things here at home. Until now, her clothes are still here! Don’t worry; we heard back from the agency, and the owner told us that she really went home. Oh well papel.