In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
I was supposed to upload a positive post yesterday on 1 September, which began as the following:
1 September 2019
In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
Welcome September and Muharram, marking the beginnings of a new Fiscal Year and season at my workplace as well as the new Islamic year!
Are you guys excited and motivated? Well, to be honest, I wasn’t when I was trying to get out of bed this morning after a week of vacation!
So due to my lack of motivation, I’m still crawling to work. Hahahaha!
But I actually feel better and chirpier now. Hmm.
I guess that it does help to wake up early yesterday just to get my gears in motion again.
2 September 2019 (continued)
I had to alight the train by then and once I clocked in, my day just went downhill from there so I didn’t get to do anything about the post. It started with having to go up and down the three levels of my workplace by stairs and stationary escalators, suddenly having to deal with so many ad-hoc tasks (and I didn’t get to complete them yesterday by the way), me forgetting to take my lunch bag home with me and I only realised it just as I was about to board the NEL train home from Dhoby Ghaut (and my workplace is at Somerset) so I turned back to get it, and then missing my bus home and the subsequent bus took longer to arrive so I hopped onto an incoming bus that didn’t take me directly to my house so I had to walk further from the bus stop to home, and finally, I couldn’t take the shortest route home as there maintenance works being done at the route so…..
Yeah….
Well actually when I reached home, I don’t exactly know what happened but my husband suddenly got riled up by something that is totally unrelated to him. Like whaaaaat…. I was sharing about my conversation with my mum and then suddenly he flipped. But it wasn’t long before he got hungry and looked for me for food. -_-”
Life of a wife, guys… Life of a wife…
And not to mention I didn’t have a good sleep at night as I think I was being disturbed by probably an evil being that might have followed me home from the route that I rarely took to go home (because you know what happened from the story above). Really not a good idea to walk deserted routes that I rarely take at night. If I had to do so, I better pray for protection.
Ma, now that I think about it, maybe that evil being might have disturbed him first. I think people’s understanding of evil beings might be lacking a bit. People tend to think they are capable of causing nightmares, making eerie sounds, and making apparitions but I think they are also capable of creating divisions in your household. Like suddenly put of nowhere, you suddenly feel a deep hatred for a member of the household and you just wanna isolate them or flare up at them. Very much akin to the mechanics of black magic. So hopefully that is not the case.
Hais.
But! Although a good day can turn into a lousy day and that lousiness may persist throughout even until the next day, it is important to keep focused on getting through the day firstly and then finding the pockets of space and time to relieve oneself of the clinging negative baggage. Sometimes sadly, it is hard to squeeze in that breather but ensure that you can find it before the end of the week or else you are pretty much stuck in that infinite loop of negativity. Break out.
Like today, is such a tiring and stressful and agonising day at work. I’m trying to help as much as I can with the maintenance at the workplace but ehmehgehd the entire place is just breaking down.
10 September 2019 (continued)
So I finally got around to finishing up this post within a post within a post, hence the title ‘Postception’. You have to have had watched Inception to get the reference. But I digressed. But yeah, my workplace didn’t stop breaking down on 2 September. In fact it continued to downspiral, as far as having electrical surges and trips, affecting some monitor displays on my shop floor, one cashier POS, busting one microwave, and a fridge. The microwave was completely toasted. The electrician let me see the spark that happened at the side panel and I was pretty sure that it was going to explode.
Okay, I got very extra with the signage but whateverrrr. A complete song of fire and thunder if you ask me. Game of Thrones reference there if you didn’t get it. Also, I worked 11 hours on that frigging day of electrical trips, no thanks to someone’s meddling. Annoyed.
And while I was off duty yesterday, I saw photos of multiple busted lights on the shop floor in group’s work chats. Even my Deputy Manager texted me to report dripping oil from door hinges…to which I had to awkwardly reply that I wasn’t working so I could only report today.
Hais.
So… Yep. What a month, huh? I hope to slow it down a little today.
And Allah is Al-Latif, the Subtle One. – MM
Metropolitan Muslimah 