I spent the whole afternoon out. I just needed to get out of the house. I had a good catch up with a friend. I went for a massage. The lady said my whole body was very stiff. I’m not supposed to be drinking so much ice water. I reached home and felt irritated again. HJ told me to go out after dinner for ‘me time’…. read a book, catch a movie. He and our helper would settle Nat.
So I did just that.
I decided against exercising because I went to the gym for two days in a row and I figured my body could do with a break today before I resume gyming tomorrow.
I went nearby to Seletar Mall, because yesterday we already went Greenwich for ice cream.
I brought along a murder-thriller novel, given to me by my friend to read during confinement.
I went to Coffee Bean to get a hot chocolate to accompany my read.
After about an hour, I decided to walk around and ended up buying some daytime home tees for Nat.
Before leaving, I went to buy Bak Kut Teh… just because I want to sit at my dining table, sipping hot peppery soup while I continue reading my book.
Today is strange but it feels good to unwind and do whatever because I feel like it.
I can’t fully explain why I’m feeling this way. I have absolutely no ill-feelings towards Nat or his daily routines.
Days like these, it’s okay to not be okay.
When I try to analyze it, I guess I’m just feeling frustrated that almost every weekday is the same routine. I know this may sound ‘crazy’ but I am looking forward to return to work. I guess I just need to get back to doing what I did before Nat.