Blog Friday

It’s Friday and it is blog time again!

Yes, it does look that way, doesn’t it? Most of my posts of late were posted on Fridays. I haven’t had much time during the week to sit down and blog. Usually, I just breeze through my blog roll and then I am done with ‘blogs’ for the day. Having said that, I still feel terribly guilty, not checking for comments and replying to them before they become mouldy! I find myself fretting about it all the time and it’s stressing me out completely!

When I read Mumsgather entry on Death By Blogging, I know exactly what she meant. As a means of self control (mine), I had deactivated the comments function to prevent ME from fretting unnecessarily AND that I will not feel so bad when nobody leaves any! My late mother would have aptly described this action as cutting off your toes to avoid the earth worms! Go figure that one out.

Nothing much on the office front. Work seems to be seasonal. I still bring my work home on some days, though with much reluctance but work is work and it has to done! Yet there are some days when work’s a breeze and I am actually happy to be working again. The office will be relocated to a new building in the next couple of weeks, so there will probably be much to do until we all settle in the new place. Time to flex these under-used muscles for some serious heavy lifting when that happens. There are few things to moan about but who knows who may be reading this blog, so office gripes are better kept within the four walls of the home, yah?

I am feeling pretty ‘empty-nesty’ today because Little Bkworm had just left for school and she won’t be home until Sunday afternoon. She will be away for school camp under KRS (Kadet Remaja Sekolah), a cadet unit for youths. Actually, I am glad that she is taking part in this kind of outdoor activity. Last year when her primary school organized a similar camp on teambuilding (and I thought teambuilding exercises were for working adults only!), she refused to go, saying that she would miss home …. or rather, the comforts of home! This year, she volunteered and was the first one to hand up her permission slip! How does one figure out the mind of a teenager??

Whatever it is, I shall look forward to some couple time with Papa Bkworm. Maybe tonight we shall go and see if there are any discos left in town and by that, I mean, discos that play retro music. Who knows, eh?

Can you picture this….old bkworms jiving to old music? LOL!!

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