Wednesday, January 04, 2006

back to reality...

It's was a different kind of New Year's celebration we had this year. It was only my brother, my Mom and myself ushering in 2006 at home. My married siblings aren't with us this year, I guess I just had to accept the fact that everything does change, and grows old. Much like old times, I watched the evening sky slowly get covered by firewaorks and smoke as 2005 faded, albeit with a second to spare.

Too bad everything had to end. I grudgingly went back to work the day after New Year like everyone else. I just wished I wasn't working so far detached from home 'coz it's difficult when you have some matters to attend to at home. I wasn't able to complete all the tasks I had to accomplish during my stay in Manila. My clearance from my previous complany is still not finished. My other projects, I have to complete here in Molo. And I still have a slight fever carried over from Christmas. Not your ideal start for 2006.

Looking back, I'm quite sure I didn't fulfill any of my resolutions from last year. I'll just have try to do it all again this year. Hopefully, my luck will change.

On the plane ride back, I was a bit early 'coz my flights' check-in counter wasn't open yet. I met an American who's in the same flight as I was and we ended talking to each other until the plane reached Ilo-ilo. He's quite an old fellow who's been around awhile "chasing" these overseas jobs so he can retire with his shrimp farm and sail on his yatch. I didn't say much except react to his stories. One thing I like about this experience's having a complete stranger tell me his life story and not at any point, hesitant to tell it. Another good thing came out of this since he offered to "help" me out as we exchanged contact details.

Hopefully with this, my luck will change soon.

2 comments:

Vikkicar said...

We could always use help no? Praying about that. God Bless dude!

manonica said...

Hope you get over your crossroads soon. Don't we just hate hate hate these questions? Thanks for your prayers, btw. Upon my next comment, God willing, I shall be seven myomas lighter. Whee!