Today was almost a bad day.
It all started when I had an intense stomach ache around midnight. A family friend and neighbour celebrated her birthday, and we ate, well, a lot of things. But what caused my stomach ache was that glass of Coke. I forgot I couldn’t tolerate soft drinks (well, not anymore) and I just drank it because, you know, Coke and lechon go so well together. I regret it.
Now, our bedroom is on the second floor of the house and we have no bathroom on that floor (long story). So I had to go down to relieve my stomach ache. I knocked on my sister’s door and, because she was still awake, I asked her to look after Yuri, who was already fast asleep. I confidently went downstairs and got to business.
Imagine my shock when I found the doors to both bedrooms closed. I thought my sister closed the door after her and laid on the bed beside Yuri. I entered the room and, voila! No sister, just my 3-year old Yuri sleeping on a bed with no railings and with no one watching over him. My sister apparently got tired of waiting for me and went back to her room to sleep.
I was so mad I cried. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if Yuri rolled over and fell on the hard, concrete floor. And the fact that my stomach hadn’t recovered yet made everything worse. I had another trip to the bathroom and had to do everything as quickly as I can because Yuri was alone. Then I drank more meds and tried to go to sleep.
And in the morning, when I started work, I found out that the weekly newsletter I prepared last week didn’t get sent — and newsletters are very important for sponsors and clients. It was mainly because of miscommunication but I know it was largely my fault. Nobody got angry at me, though, but I couldn’t help but feel disappointed with myself. I should have known better. I can’t make stupid mistakes like this at work. Period.
A friend of mine borrowed cash from me a long time ago, and I’m trying to understand why she can’t pay me yet because she’s still struggling. I have told you that my father is sick now and is under medication and undergoes dialysis twice a week. We’ve been managing, but he is due for another operation (to transfer that tube for dialysis from his neck to his chest — I don’t know what it’s called), and we’re going to need to augment our finances to squeeze that new expense it.
Job volunteered to help me contribute, but I know my friend shouldn’t forget her responsibility to me, too. I tried to contact her but I don’t know her current number. She also deactivated her account on Facebook. Job kept on assuring me that he will just give me what my friend borrowed, but that’s not the point. I want the debt cleared before the year ends because it’s an unwelcome stressor in my life.
And everyone who knows me knows that I barely chase my debtors. This friend of mine, I’ve asked for payment maybe 2-3 times in a span of almost two years. This time, I want to end the chasing — not to mention the extra money would really help.
But good things also happened.
First, my stomach is okay now. I don’t know what’s wrong with me; I keep having stomach aches and the most painful cramps and diarrhoea (sorry). I should consult the doctor as soon as I can. But for now, I’m enjoying good food at home!
Second, my bosses were totally understanding and, even though I know what I did was disappointing, they believe I won’t commit the same mistake again. That trust means so much to me because their success is my success. I know it’s cliché but it’s true; it’s what I really feel. (And no one reminded me of my mistake, thank goodness).
Third, Yuri is funny as always. He swore up and down he’ll never show his potato (private part) to anyone else. Then he refused to wear briefs and went commando anyway.
Fourth, I got two things yesterday (one on sale — 11/11 right? — and one on promo care of a fellow blogger). I’m excited!
Fifth, my friend has finally contacted me. I’m hoping for the best!
So after everything that happened, I believe today was not a bad day.