"You must accept that you are powerless."
What a painful Wednesday to begin with today. Woke up with a sharp pain on my left shoulder-blade and a weary left leg that feels as if it's going to break any minute from now. Fell down from the bed last night, knocked my leg on the side of the bed and bang the side table too.
Yes, I am "that" clumsy.
It didn't hurt that much yesterday, as I even did my manual "laundry-ing" after my loved one left the house. It's been a while since I drenched these little 10 tiny fingers in a bucket of cold water, a brush with delightful flowery-scent detergent under a running faucet. Clothes plus undergarments, there's around 20 pieces of clothing that I washed yesterday night. After doing my laundry, I just get too tired and cold to take a shower, just head down to bed and phone-text with my Love. Head did buzzed a bit due to the fall I think.
It didn't hurt that much yesterday, as I even did my manual "laundry-ing" after my loved one left the house. It's been a while since I drenched these little 10 tiny fingers in a bucket of cold water, a brush with delightful flowery-scent detergent under a running faucet. Clothes plus undergarments, there's around 20 pieces of clothing that I washed yesterday night. After doing my laundry, I just get too tired and cold to take a shower, just head down to bed and phone-text with my Love. Head did buzzed a bit due to the fall I think.
Though I woke up a little tad later than usual this morning, I did managed to do a little cleaning in my "tiny-almost cubicle like bedroom" which some people might consider it as a storage room instead when they enter my rectangle looking dodgy house. Cleaned the fan, as it starts to get a little dusty, swept the floor and puff the room with puffy scents of lavender in a spray can. Off to work, and as I walked to clock-in my attendance card, the pain in my left leg just starting to hurt more and when I took a look at it, there's this black and blue (not there is any other color for bruises...) bruised on the side of my leg.
Ouch.
Killing pain in the shoulder blade and a bruised with tingling swollen feeling on your left leg. What else could make this bruised Wednesday perfect?
Anyway, things are looking better for me and him lately. It's been a month of trying to be on the same par of mutual understanding and I think we're working it off great. Although there is a bit of sulking from my side, but I came down to my senses that he just wants the best for me and probably I do need to be matured in handling a relationship for the sake of my happiness as well.
He is a sweet person after all.
Just that he gets a little cranky at times when I start to get a little bit unreasonable with my feelings and starts behaving and acting based on my heart desires.
I know deep down he do care and loves me too, just that maybe it takes a little while longer than usual with him, for the reassurance status to show yet now from his side.
It's funny, where sometimes in the midst of serious-ness with him there is Love.
It's funny too how am I liking all this, when usually I already run away and find something new to sulk on. Well maybe I am starting to grow up a little. And baby, I'll give you definite maybe.
Side notes:
Why am I so good at playing bitches? I think it's because I'm not a bitch.
