Last Sunday, Aunty and Uncle came back from Church. They started singing at home that night. Uncle played the guitar. Aunty practiced singing the song. At times Uncle would give suggestions and then Aunty would try to follow and then finally ignored the suggestions. Hahaha. I was ironing my clothes so I just laugh quietly at them. Some songs I have never heard before. There is this one song they sang so nicely together. I wanted to record it down but when I get to the room and took my phone out, they have done singing that song. Well, I did took the next song and still nice. It is hard to find even a friend to do so but they have each other til old age and have a common interest. It just felt like a wonderful moment for me to be in that kind of atmosphere. No matter how bad the day was, a song can change everything. I just enjoyed ironing while listening.
I finished doing my wallet without cutting myself. I got a poke from the needle though but it was alright. Only that one time. The rest I found a way to prevent that. The cutting mat has been very useful and now it’s filled with holes. Today I got my first cut of the year. Fengshui’s problem. I was taking something from the dark corner near the kitchen sink at work. Was opening the carton for umbrella. Someone asked me to take. When I was cashier, I normally took it myself instead of calling someone unless really necessary. I have cut away the tape but the tape side sick to the wall so I pulled it and I couldn’t remember but just felt sharp pain on my left palm. My left hand gave way after the cover flipped open and the knife on the right hand slashed my palm. Sigh, I should have close it before pulling the cover. It failed to open the first time so I slide it out to cut a second time but worry it didn’t open and kept it that way. Should have trust my instinct. I also think ...
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