Phones and Keys

 I was at the office and Dad asked me to charge the drill batteries back at home. I walked back and did so. Moment later, they closed the office and came back in the living room. Dad asked me to close the gate and I don’t have a gate controller. His keys were nowhere to be found. Searched his pouch, room and drawers but no where to be found. I borrowed my brother’s key to open the office again and the keys were in the drawer… Then I realised I don’t have my phone with me. I didn’t remember bringing it back before or I left it somewhere. Just now so many people in the office and also customers. What if they took away… Everything’s inside. Sadded. Worried. I went back to find in the office to search for it but not found. My brother helped to call my phone. I gave Dad his keys before I scavenged the living room to find my phone and told him now it was my turn to lost my phone. He laughed at me… I tried to help him recover but he didn’t even laugh but at least he laughed. Yet, soon after many things followed. What do people look for? I don’t know but now, there are things I needed to do now because in the end I only have myself. If I have free time, it does belong to myself and I choose what I need.

Being straightforward is a way but sometimes I rather kept things to myself because it could be your fault for stating things that you knew. Baseless. Pride. Could ruin not only yourself and your family. Yet, there people go again and again. As if those were the meals to be taken. I chose my way to get out of that cycle and was brought back in again. Pride. Again and again. Prejudice. 

Being here and there and everywhere. Cut my hand while helping to make lunch then dinner. Didn’t think it was that sharp until it cut through the carrot and onto my hand which when I usually did and it was ok. Glad that it cut through the skin that it was enough to cause pain but not deep enough to bleed. It was raw since yesterday. When I was younger this is all just so so only. I can wash dishes for 10-12 people even after getting a cut.

Now at my age, still have to worry about aging parents and a career which always stuck somewhere. When it gets better, there are unexpected things that hindered it. If a change can’t change, might be fengshui not good for me. Maybe should move to a location that I have good fengshui for my career to progress as intended. All the money I really hope I have put good use to them. Settled unexpected hurdles…. Just starting, so there is so much to worry about…. then my parents like these. Always when I make progress something out to interfere. Sigh. I sometimes wonder, if i weren’t here at all, will things be much better. Even better for me.