Stop and Smell the Roses

What do you do when life doesn’t go your way?

Every one in the family has had a rough week. There had been tension in the household mostly due to work-/business- related stress. My youngest brother’s first store in the city will start operating soon, and both he and Mom have been working closely with the preparations. He’d been very patient, but Mom, not so much. Meanwhile, things at my workplace have gotten crazier than ever. There’s an organizational restructuring going on, and the odds aren’t exactly in my favor. It actually made me think about quitting sooner, but considering all other factors, it’s not exactly the best move to make right now.
Labor Day weekend meant I had all the time to myself. While everyone else is at the beach, taking advantage of the long weekend, I did my week worth’s laundry at home. I spent the rest of the day reading Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell which I finished in one sitting. Mom thought we’d drive to Tagaytay the following day where the weather’s a tad bit cooler than in Manila, thus all three of us went on a self-declared holiday from work.

So when things don’t go as planned, stop and smell the roses. Okay, there where no roses where we went to, but you get the drift.

Our day trip involved stopping by the Chosen Children Village to renew our sponsoring duties with Nicole. We did not get to see the kids because visiting hours were almost over when we arrived, so instead one of the social workers updated us with Nicole’s condition. We then headed down to Pink Sisters where we never fail to visit whenever we’re in Tagaytay.

Remember that pretty rest house Roan and I went to with Mom and Dad earlier this year? My two brothers have never been there, so we thought we’d tour them around. The owners were not there, but the caretakers were obviously expecting us when we arrived. My brothers were surely ecstatic at how beautiful the place is that they kept taking pictures of the surroundings. So much has changed since the last time we were there, and it makes a perfect place for a weekend staycation with the family.

I don’t take selfies often, but I like this plaid shirt a lot, so you have to forgive me. Roan got it to match the one I gave him for his birthday. Did you notice how the orientation of one side is different from the other?

The weather was nice, so the family took advantage of sleeping through the afternoon. We woke up from a glorious nap, and realized that it’s already seven in the evening. It was our cue to leave, let the caretakers clean up after our mess (though there was none except for the unmade couches), and get some rest. I’ve been meaning to take my family to Breakfast at Antonio’s where Roan and I have been to a couple of times before, so we went there for dinner.

The ride home was a brief, but interesting one. For the first time in many years, everybody was awake the entire trip. We kept ourselves entertained by telling stories and laughing at random things. At the end of the day, though tired and sleepy, this is my kind of rest and relaxation. It’s definitely a stress-free long weekend well-spent.

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