passions

I've been down in the dumps the past weeks.
Sometimes, I blame it on the job.
Sometimes, on the hormones.

Anyway, in one of those moments that I don't want to get up and go to work, I daydream of the most dream-worthy jobs and that somehow I have that. Makes me go on to think about passions.

You see, one of my most favorite things to do is read about the blogs of other people and jsut be amazed at how they are able to write profoundly about their everyday lives. I mean everyday details such as placemats or cooking lunch. And I just know, that these people are so blessed to have lives that makes sense. And they are blessed that they are passionate about every aspect of their life.

Which doesn't mean to say that my life sucks. My life does makes sense sometimes.

But there are those moments that you just feel you're supposed to be somewhere else. Like I'm waiting.

Last night, I had a conversation with my husband about earning enough for the family. I told him that I ought to be looking for a higher-paying job. But in retrospect, I should be aiming to have a passionate attitude about everything. And that I should make time for those that truly make me happy and not those things that I annoy me.

I think that a good way to make a living (and consequently teach my son/daughter) - make a life!

good things

The past months have been stressful and quite lonely for me. I have been given additional tasks at work and correspondingly, added pressure. And while this may be perceived as a good thing for most, I have been dreading going to work every day because of it.

But I think I've let negative thoughts run me for the last months. And while I still do not like some of the things I am doing right now, I look forward to new tomorrows, happier times.

Good things in my life right now:

• a husband who can make me laugh (although he can also infuriate me some days, generally he makes me smile)
• crystallized dreams and possibilities
• pocket vacations
• Zagu and salty chips on a depressing day
• aerobics and aerobic buddies
• having work and earning money
• calls of Tita Joa! from two little ones
• two new ballpens
• our new car
• old friends

In the end, I know everything will make sense. Until then, what can we do but live through the chaos and take things lightly.