25th July 2006
My alarm goes off at 6.20 am. I linger in bed for another 20 minutes just enough time for doing the necessary without passing Syuruk.
7.00 am - My elderly neighbour, Makcik M is chatting with my Mom in the living room while they catch the early programs on tv. My dad comes back with breakfast. I take out frozen meat from the freezer. I decide the main dish would be daging asam pedas. I eat half a nasi lemak, while Mak and Makcik M look on.
I go to my room, switch on the computer and check my mail, my favorite blog etc. Mak calls me to "cucukkan benang kat jarum' for Makcik. So I come down, put on my glasses and do the task. "Hai, Along pakai spek ke?" Makcik M says in surprise. "Kak Semah kau pun dah pakai spek". Kak Semah, her daughter is 53, what do you expect? "Kita orang dah tua dah Makcik". Apparently, she is not aware that she too needs eyeglasses.
8.00 - I plan for my work day, itemize and prioritize tasks in my notebook. Pick what stuff to bring to office, and decide today I would bring my notebook as well.
9.30 - I go to the kitchen and discover santan on the countertop. Well, that would certainly change the menu. I delve into the vegie bin, and take out terung and kobis, must cook these vegies before they turn bad. They have been in storage for 2 weeks already. In the end, I have the following on the table:
Ikan bawal goreng (1 pc)
Daging rebus serai
Daging goreng sambal
Terung masak lemak rempah
Sayur kobis goreng
I know it's quite a spread; I always go overboard after skipping a day of cooking. Yesterday, I had to leave my home very early for a whole day conference at Sunway Convention Centre, leaving my family to the gerais behind BP. The thing with my father is that he is inept at buying prepared lauk. He buys the same lauk everytime. Even though he says "tak pe" , I feel guilty because I know he much prefers home-cooking.
11.00 am - My opto rings me, informing that my glasses are ready, but the frame is not to my order. I could take it and use it while she makes another pair, if I want. So I tell her, I can wait since I already have a pair. I don't mind really because it means defering another charge to my credit card.
11.30 am - Put on my workgear, while in my head I rearrange my plans for the day. The phone rings, my father picks up the phone. I hear Abah converse about Hani Mohsin's passing, WHAT?? Inna lilla hi wainna lillahi rajiun. Al Fatihah. After an early lunch, I go to BSN. My friend calls to confirm the news that I yet to hear from the radio.
3.00 pm - Suv called to inform that Boss is seriously sick. We know he has been down with kayap for a week now, but Suv says Boss asks that we pray for his health. To me, that's alarming. Suv suggests that we all pay him a visit. I sms him asking permission. His wife calls the office saying he's too weak to entertain us. The only thing to do now is to pray for his recovery.
I check my mail; 1 junk mail, 1 bill and a letter from FPAM, which I know contains the result of my CFP exam. I open it anxiously, praying that I pass for I cannot bear paying a fee for a repeat sitting. Alhamdulillah, I PASS!!!
7.00 pm - I am at my laptop now, blogging about my day. My tonight would most likely be filled with reading and then, sleeping. I have picked two books that I must speedread to revive my spirits; Secrets of Successful Insurance Sales and Million Dollar Selling Techniques. Ehemm...
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