One Moody Day

As my wife’s plan changed (for a good reason…), so did my mood the other night. LOL

Even though my mood soured a bit, I knew deep down then that it was my compulsion, a disease that engineered my reaction to disdain the change of course as well as the compulsion that I must be able to do what I had in mind as I planned on doing.

So like a kid not able to get its wish to have another candy, I kind of sulked a bit the first night when I should have been inside KetKai Atriu in CDO singing my ass out to the songs of one of my favorite local bands.

I slept well that night after the first vent-out (FB post…), because weighing down the reasons, I knew it was just a band.

However, early the next day when I found out that I’ve got nothing else left to do after doing the daily chores, I went back fuming at myself thinking that I could have been in CDO having lunch at a family friend’s house celebrating the city fiesta.

After childishly brooding to my wife who seemed to ignore my tantrums the whole time, I figured that I just needed to keep myself busy to be able to let the moment pass by without me ever noticing it and to simply make my day productive rather than sulk.

I went to the new mud pond where work has been ongoing to fence the whole pond and spent the rest of the day checking out the progress of the project.

I was able to provide additional nails, snacks and did some little supervision of the job.

I was also able to visit some areas and was able to commission anew an additional pond as well as had myself a fresh coconut juice after a good hike on the farm.

I was able to drain the pond to get rid of the catfishes which is big NO-NO in KOi growing because they will prey on your fishes until none will be left, and among other things I did yesterday.

In the end I went home feeling happy that the day turned out great.

I was able to do some work as well as in a way help other people earn some income.
I also learn more sobering stuff about me.

In all the sulking and venting, I was just really acting like a baby, a married man acting like a 30-year-old baby.

For always, there are really more to all the things we thought we’d want and it pays that if things happen like what my wife did, change her mind at the very last minute, to take the time and weigh things down before sulking to no end or worst, go ape-shit start a fight that we will greatly regret in the end.

I was able to save money and not spend it on things that I thought was more important which is paramount to a jobless man like me. LOL

Yeah, I was not able to watch that concert but in the end I came home 5 in the afternoon riding on cracked and muddied calloused heels, muddied pants, sun burnt skin and smelling close to shit but soberly enlightened, more mature (hopefully…), and feeling much more fulfilled.

And the funny part is, just I entered the house gate, my wife who was at the modest house pool faucet doing some stuff blurted out lines while fuming about me arriving late.

Boom!!!

Score 1 for me! Hehehehe…

We’ve then figured, after some explaining and some grins, that going 5 years into this marriage we are still very much like kids when we have a go at each other. (“,)

 

Love and Found on Facebook

 

Yesterday afternoon I attended a simple wedding ceremony of two high school schoolmates who met again and reconnected through Facebook.

It is safe to say that once again the blessed union of these two lovely couple that I was fortunate enough to witness further proves that love can blossom anywhere if given a chance to grow.

Even in the faintest smile, even in the simplest message, even in the darkest of places or in this case even in the simple “Like,” accepting a friend request, or comment on Facebook.

I bet that before their relationship began, it was possible that never in their wildest dreams that they might’ve thought that they will meet their future spouse in this social networking site!

So a shout-out to all of my still single acquaintances and friends who does not have anybody to call a boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever it is they call these days by choice or by circumstance.

I know that you are not desperate and very happy being single. I know that you do not need someone to be happy and might’ve “still haven’t found what you are looking for.”

I know that there are many things you still want to do. I know that you are looking for the perfect guy or gal to sweep you off your feet or undergarments, a perfect moment, a spark, a perfect chemistry or whatever it is, you might just be reading the Facebook news feed of that person that was really meant for you all along! (“,)

 

 

A Toy Story

A while ago this evening, I watched Toy Story 3 at Star Movies channel with my daughter Lyka. Near the end of the movie, Andy finally gave and left his toys to the care of the little girl Woody met when he escaped from Sunnyside.

While Andy was playing with the little girl, I conveniently told Lyka who was intently watching the movie curled at my side to do the same thing and take care of her toys, which she nodded in agreement.

In the last scene as well, where Andy’s car went now for good for college in full view of all his toys, I was not able to help myself but felt retrospective about it.

I was thinking, that it is indeed important to let go of some things you have enjoyed and have felt happiness from in a certain time of your life for you to grow now, for yourself, as well as for the people who loved you.

Not that I am proud about it, but it crossed my mind, that in my almost 4 years of marriage, there was a year or so that I thought, I robbed my wife.

The time that I should have spent with her, I was out drinking and hanging out with other people. I was doing other things without her, because that is what I used to do before marriage and I was genuinely happy and have felt so good doing it, it helped as well that she was just okay with it most times.

I held on to that belief selfishly. I was hesitant to let it go. I was thinking that I gave up and had gave much already to marriage to have earned myself something I can call my own time, freedom, and I was happy and loved doing it.

Not that it was really a bad thing, but my point is, I was just too ignorant enough to think that without doing the things I used to love and enjoy and have found happiness from before I got married, I would never be happier.

Of course now, I realized I was more than wrong.

Like Andy’s toys, for me that was my good things, and I am sure that I am not the only one thinking like that. 

There are lots of us, and theirs might be on some other things. 

I failed to see before, that letting go of it, would allow me to see and do other things, to grow, and would make me happier just the same to say the least.

(“,)