08 September 2017

A New Season

It's been six months since I last wrote here. Not proud of it but it surely gave me the blogger's rest that I deserve and surprisingly, taught me a few lessons, too. 

You see, I went back to work on March; coincidentally started on International Women's Day. After five years of being a stay-at-home mom that shifted to mompreneurhood to working at home as a Social Media Manager, I wore my best working mom hat again as a Marketing Manager of a group of companies. I accepted the challenges and won it over - from the daily commute to office politics to unapproved proposals. What I dreaded most was missing my daughter, Sophia every minute that I was not home with her.


My usual day starts at four in the morning - cooking and preparing our baon, having some quick but hearty breakfast and helping my little lady dress up for school. By the time she leaves at 5:30, my exhaustion is starting to creep in into my nerves. But instead of slowing down or going back to sleep like I used to, I'd wash the dishes, tidy up the house then prepare for work. The office is relatively near home but I still travel for an hour. Initially, I get Uber but it leaves a painful scar on my budget so I decided to simply become a warrior and brave all unpleasantness that riding jeepneys give.

One of the companies.

Before I started on March 8th, I bought a cellphone for Sophia. It's the most basic - just for calls and texts. I call her when I know she's already home from school. Sometimes, my mom accompanies her. Once in a while, my mother-in-law visits her and waits with her until I come home. But sadly, most of the time, she opens the gate on her own and would be greeted by no one but our pet cats. It was the most heartbreaking moment. There was even an instance that the landlord locked the gate without notifying us. Imagine how I panicked! My daughter ended up waiting for my brother-in-law in her bus driver's carwash shop. 

Back then, we go with the flow. The inevitable happened - my #baonserye posts went down the drain eventually and I found myself overstaying at the office once a week due to heavy workload. Sophia and I only had a few minutes before bedtime, sometimes none, to talk about how our day went. And though my husband, R fully supports me, I felt a disconnection. When he's home during weekends, I'm too tired to fully become the wife that I want myself to be. Yes, we had extra money to go to the mall, watch movies and eat out but it's nothing compared to the simple things we enjoy doing together - like walking the dog, visiting our moms or dining at our favorite pares place. 

I may not have financial woes for having money of my own but deep inside me, I knew there was something wrong.

01 March 2017

Live Simply with Kees

It was in 2015 when I decided to give this blog the clean and simple look that it has today. Gone are the bright pink touch and frills that it used to have. It was my little way of telling my readers that the blogger they've known for years have experienced changes in her life. And that I wanted them to also feel those changes here in my virtual home. I realized that the more time I invest on simpler thoughts and joys, the happier I get. Isn't that delightful enough to always choose to walk on that path?

Sure, I have grand dreams for my family, especially for my only girl Sophia but I still find life easier to live each day whenever I choose to live it simply - from keeping my circle of friends small to not going to all events I'm invited to. It's not that I'm applying Marie Kondo's organizing techniques into our lives (it can never be suited for our set-up anyway) but I truly enjoy the things that truly matter now because of this change. 

In fact, it reached my choice of clothes and shoes and accessories. You can check this Pinterest board to see what I mean. I am slowly completing my wardrobe of the basics. That's why I'm always on the lookout for local stores that sell whatever is in my *uniform*. And I'm just so glad I found one on Instagram - Kees!

27 February 2017

Really, Tupperware has Hello Kitty?!

That was actually my husband R's reaction. He didn't know that Tupperware, the brand he knew only as food containers when we were kids, now has other products. He's lucky he has a blogger wife to inform him of these changes, no? Hehe. 

Anyway, apologies for the super short notice my fellow Hello Kitty fanatics but you guys have to look for a Tupperware branch near you immediately! Like after you finish reading this post. 'Cause this paw-retty kitty has a lot of cute items to offer her millions of followers here in the country! 

Few weeks ago, Tupperware Brands Philippines sent us a box of Hello Kitty goodies. 

18 February 2017

Shopping and Saving

As a geographically single parent, my military husband allows me to manage our finances - from the major payables down to the petty expenses. While some wives would say I'm lucky that my husband trusts me, I have to honestly tell you that it's not that easy. 

Of course, this woman is just like most of you: Shopping brings me joy. But since we basically depend on a regular single income, buying the not so necessary is automatically scratched from the list. I earn from gigs (freelance online job, homebased biz and this blog), alright but it’s still not enough to cover all that we need, which includes little things that still matter (i.e., new pair of everyday shoes).

21 January 2017

No Oven, No Problem

With Valentine's Day nearing, it's quite a given that pastry stores, even chocolatiers will take advantage of the needs of their customers. Aww-worthy gifts for their loved ones, that is! But what if you actually have not allotted a budget for it? Well, you might probably decide unleashing your inner Martha Stewart, right? But then, what if you got no tools to back you up? You only got a few spoons and bowls and a brand new refrigerator (from last Christmas or perhaps, a wedding present from one of your wedding godparents, lol). 

Fret no more, royalties! MoneyMax.ph sent me this awesome infographic on how to make a No-Bake Cookies and Cream Cake under Php200. 

09 January 2017

One Word, One Year: 2017

I have shared in this post how 2016 was like for our small family. Thinking about the massive amount of merriment and mayhem that happened then, my one word last year pretty described how the previous events took place. Whenever I have to make a decision - be it great or minor - I have always gone back to my whys, my purpose. And for that, I was so glad I chose that word no matter how common it is, no matter how related it is to Justin Bieber, lol. 

For this year, it took me a few words before I arrived to one. I thought of "now", "kindness", "focus" and "accept". All these have strong impact to me as 2017 began. It was only when my husband finally left home to go back to work that I realized what I would love my one word to be. 

And that is, HUMILITY.

04 January 2017

The Year That Has Been

Where were we on the last day of 2016? 

Just a quick backgrounder, a confession that none of our families, except my selfie queen sister, and friends knew - my husband R and I had a serious fight. We were not talking days after Christmas until a few minutes before the year ended. Sophia knew. Some kids would have complained about how miserable to have spent the holidays with cold-hearted parents and most probably took sides already. But my girl - she was the voice of reason, our sunshine that kept us warm and melted the ice that enveloped our home. 

Back to the question - oh, our family of contradicting characters and mood swings spent it in a non-extravagant but meaningful way! We had dinner at a 24-hour KFC along Marcos Highway then went to Marikina River Park for fair rides and games. Our little miss adventurer had fun even with that one scary ride (that made me repent my sins over and over lol). But R and I? We were still ignoring each other. He still ignored me even if I was actually trying to impress him when I shot targets consecutively in exchange of cheap toys and candies. What a snob, that guy, haha. Then we drove up to Antipolo for fireworks sighting but went home disappointed. Drizzles and smog, that's why. It was so polluted down here that night; we didn't see anything! 

Anyway, up to this very moment, no apologies were made. But I guess, the evening I hugged him while he was sleeping gave it away that whoever was at fault, I didn't care anymore. All I ever thought was how I longed for that hug and that I just cannot let the next day happen without us being our old selves again. So there. And of course, don't forget - having sex after a fight is always the best idea.