It was cloudy this morning. And it will most probably rain later in the day. But heck, I do not care. If I planned to clean the windows, I clean the windows. Rain drops on cleaned windows do not make me flinch. Besides, the inside parts cannot be rained on. Yep!
Today is recovery Sunday for both D and I. We have survived the deadly flu of 2018. We rest and recover.
D and I normally do not run errands on Fridays because of the almost weekend crowd. But today we made an exception. We dropped several things off at the recycling centre. Then proceed to have the car checked and approved. We then went to two drinks stores to stock up on our beers.
It took me an entire week plus a day to recover from this horrendous 2018 flu. Today is definitely a better Saturday than the one last week. I completed all my Saturday chores without having to deal with muscle aches or dizziness. Therefore, it is time to celebrate the return of my health with some home-made fries. Back to enjoying making meals for D and I.
At last, a daytime nap that did not leave me feeling groggy and worse. I actually feel a bit rested now. The restless nights have been taking a toll on my well-being. Now I am on my way of getting better, I hope.
I wanted to write that I will be putting a fight against this horrendous virus infection. But as the day went by, my body started to ache all over and my head felt like it was filled with lead. That’s it people, I can no longer function properly. Down and out. Slaapwel.
Holy crap, I needed to get out of the house! It was smelling like sick and fever in here.
So despite it being rather windy and my head feeling weird, I went out. I made my slow walk to the baker to buy a loaf of white bread, and then to the grocery store to pick up a few things.
It did me good.
I have errands planned out for this afternoon. D will drop off some jars and bottles at the glass collection point while I return library books and maybe borrow a few new ones. Then, we are to do our weekly grocery at the local supermarket, getting some items on promotion and also ingredients for tonight’s dinner. But then, the car will not start because it has been idle for a week and the battery died during the past two nights of freezing temperatures.
When it comes to errand runs like this, my own two feet would have been the most reliable. If only… my grocery list did not include a crate of beer.
I am spending way too much time watching tv. I find myself getting more and more tired and annoyed of the mindless stories, lame plots and weak characters shown on screen.
As antidote to this annoyance, I have started to divert some of my attention towards the stories of my ancestors. Having barely scratched the surfaces, I have already come to the discovery that my Chinese-born maternal grandmother had spent most of her life growing up in Singapore instead of China. A big part of her family left China in 1929 during the Chinese Civil War. Uncovering information regarding my family members (real people) and their life paths (real stories) is far more interesting than any tv series.
As of now, asking questions and creating rough time lines are my only methods on unearthing some family mysteries. I have not started to search for Chinese, Singaporean or Malaysian documents because I doubt that enough (if any) of these survived the years of wars, foreign occupations and migrations.
D and I were unable to agree on how and when we are to remove our Christmas ornaments. His mother removes everything only after Three Kings Day, which is 6th January. Whereas in my household, I (the one putting up the decorations) had total freedom as to when things are to be removed. And this is usually when I got tired of them. That, or other ornaments for another feast day had to go up. I also do not like an absolute one-time-removal because it leaves behind these sad little empty spots. One does not want to be sad this time of the year…
Therefore, I have come up with a simple solution to this silly dilemma. I shall only remove one or two things everyday. This process will be called gradual removal. It can also become a game for D – to spot what was removed on a specific day. Ha!