Basta! I fixed a tap!
September 11, 2012
Feeling Rather Accomplished
I fixed a leaking tap this afternoon with my bare hands! Well, not exactly. I used a wrench. I actually had to google tool names to find out what I used. Haha.
Basta! I fixed a tap!
Basta! I fixed a tap!
September 06, 2012
Gray Area
I'm roughly 9 months into Malaysia life. I still don't have a job. That's such a gray area for me right now. Part of me wants a job because:
1. Extra money is extra money
2. I have a lot of free time on my hands as a housewife since there aren't any kids yet. Free time that I fill up with reading, cooking, chores, and some blogging. But I can restructure things to entertain an 8 hour job. There is definitely that space.
3. I really hate it when people ask "So what do you do all day? Don't you get bored?" Boredom is something you can escape from. I choose to keep myself occupied.
4. Related to Point #3, my self-esteem is somewhat in the dumps. There seems to be no pride to be had in my current situation. Mom will say "Bloom where you are planted" but the general aura I get is that I am such a waste of air.
Part of me can live with staying a housewife because:
1. We're making enough. Thank God.
2. It's heartwarming to hear the hubby when he says he likes it when he comes home to me. Maybe he means the food I cook not me. But I don't mind that either. That leads me to...
3. I enjoy trying to be a domestic goddess. Heaven knows I have not quite gotten the knack of cooking in under an hour or opening the fridge to get an idea of what to cook. I let the clothes pile grow huge before I tackle the ironing (but isn't that more economical?). The broom is still conspiring against me, I swear. But I am enjoying all this fiddling around.
4. I don't know how long before this housewife status turns into SAHM status.
5. I have tried applying to jobs outside of my previous industry. None of them have even invited me to an interview. Either I don't catch their eye with my qualifications or no one wants to hire me at the expense of a work visa/tariff.
6. I could apply to jobs more like the one I had before. There's an indication I might get a job more readily there. I just feel that if I go back to that, I will be in a bad place. I wasn't good at balancing it when I was single. I don't think that I will excel at that now. My overwhelming need to please people and get things out of the way now (now na!) coupled with my slow cooking spells disaster.
Oh Lord, what to do?
1. Extra money is extra money
2. I have a lot of free time on my hands as a housewife since there aren't any kids yet. Free time that I fill up with reading, cooking, chores, and some blogging. But I can restructure things to entertain an 8 hour job. There is definitely that space.
3. I really hate it when people ask "So what do you do all day? Don't you get bored?" Boredom is something you can escape from. I choose to keep myself occupied.
4. Related to Point #3, my self-esteem is somewhat in the dumps. There seems to be no pride to be had in my current situation. Mom will say "Bloom where you are planted" but the general aura I get is that I am such a waste of air.
Part of me can live with staying a housewife because:
1. We're making enough. Thank God.
2. It's heartwarming to hear the hubby when he says he likes it when he comes home to me. Maybe he means the food I cook not me. But I don't mind that either. That leads me to...
3. I enjoy trying to be a domestic goddess. Heaven knows I have not quite gotten the knack of cooking in under an hour or opening the fridge to get an idea of what to cook. I let the clothes pile grow huge before I tackle the ironing (but isn't that more economical?). The broom is still conspiring against me, I swear. But I am enjoying all this fiddling around.
4. I don't know how long before this housewife status turns into SAHM status.
5. I have tried applying to jobs outside of my previous industry. None of them have even invited me to an interview. Either I don't catch their eye with my qualifications or no one wants to hire me at the expense of a work visa/tariff.
6. I could apply to jobs more like the one I had before. There's an indication I might get a job more readily there. I just feel that if I go back to that, I will be in a bad place. I wasn't good at balancing it when I was single. I don't think that I will excel at that now. My overwhelming need to please people and get things out of the way now (now na!) coupled with my slow cooking spells disaster.
Oh Lord, what to do?
February 23, 2012
Fresh Start
Just a couple of updates. I'm married now to the wonderful, handsome Carlo. I quit my job and moved to be with the hubby in Malaysia, a land of new spices and smells that my tongue and nose have yet to like. A 2-bedroom unit is home for now. We actually don't know what to do with all the space. Do come visit, you're very welcome. Just let us know when.
And so here I am. Nowadays, I write "Housewife" in blanks asking for occupation. I just googled substitutes for cornstarch as I don't have any to make tonight's dinner of tamarind glazed chicken. My husband worries I'm getting bored. I'm not. There's always something to do, ways to keep entertained.
And a photobook of our wedding pictures that I should have finished ages ago but cooking (it's more fun!) has gotten in the way.
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