And so I woke up feeling much better this morning.
Had my massage, went for a div lunch at office (although I was on MC) and then went home to sleep. Not long later I found myself clearing few mails from home.
Sometimes I wonder why I care about work. Maybe beacuse it gives me something to take my mind off things, and actually do something..constructive?
Now that the whole miscarriage episode has settled and we've kinda moved on, I've got my sight on other things. I feel like we've been given a second chance, to do the things we've always wanted to.
We signed up for driving, am in the midst of picking out places to go for a getaway/holiday. Got a short crop. Finally getting that pair of Dr Martens. No more excuses. Life's too short, you just gotta do it and not take things for granted.
So far, the possible destinations are (not in order of importance, just random listing):
1. Bangkok (for shopping and meet up with my relatives there), or Chiangmai for some quiet time away;
2. Korea/Japan;
3. Bali/HK;
4. US (NY/Washington, since we've got pals there);
5. Melbourne/Sydney & Perth (to catch up with hubby's relatives).
It boils down to putting aside some time and money, and picking out where to head to.
Meanwhile, Ramadan's just round the corner. Timing's so perfect - I wouldn't have imagined a more perfect timing to have gone thru the whole experience, get some rest, lose/find myself again, and get back on track. And what better way than to start with the beautiful tidings of Ramadan.
Well, they did say things would look up. :)