Moving forward to home

Let's see..

Do I start with a 'Dear Diary..', 'Once Upon A Time..' or 'Hey What's up with the world now?'

It has been about three to four months now since I had stopped working as Logistic Assistant, where quick money roll in every 2 weeks. I've spent a lot of my time working there just to earn much more than the job I had before, which was as an Assistant Teacher at a Childcare Centre. I kept taking all the overtime, committed to the hours 8.15am - 8.30pm  or 10.30pm every day, and every time I reached home.. the day obviously turned to night. I would even work on the weekends, 8.15am - 5.15pm, even sometimes ending at 8.15pm. When things got hard and tiring for me, I would always find ways to bring my interest to work by getting to know all the new temporary staffs, like the students working on their holidays. It was all fun, but physically tiring. I was just hoping for few things.

1. Earn better
2. Help husband out
3. Provide more for our leisure as a family

I continued hoping so much that things are going to get better for us. Until I realised I stayed on because we had to buy a house to move from our rented flat. Buying a flat, benefits us more than renting out a flat though, no doubt about that and never regretted it.

Over some time, I realised home is not really home anymore. I didn't have the time to cook, by the time I reached home, husband and I were tired from work and had to fetch the kids from either my in-law's house or my parent's house, it was an arrangement made so that we could head out to work, so I could head out to work. It was messy, and I didn't really liked it much. I barely spend time with the kids, I worked so much hoping I could earn for them, but I didn't spend the time with them, I tend to focus more on their bad behaviour more than praising their achievements.

Until that one time, I decided to just throw the dice. Stop the whole workaholic thing.. and start to really focus on what's more important. So here I am now, still going on... We cut down on my transportation to work, public transport value and school bus for my daughter, and try to make do of what we have right about now.

I cleaned the house, cook whenever I could, sent my son to school, fetch my daughter from her school as she ends in the noon. I'm quite happy with the new environment, where my kids get to have their mum to travel with them to school, and casually going back and forth home to school and playground, and no more rushing, running to school or to head back home. Knowing my children, Fina and Qasya can't be together for long, with them not seeing each other in the afternoon, I  get more personal time with my daughter and another personal time with my son when I send him to school or when he get's home by the evening. and even I have time for myself. It's great, great..