Chasen Dreams

We have decided not to push through with our Baguio trip since we don’t have enough funds for it.  But, when you deserve a vacation, all the universe conspires in helping you to have it. Hehe.  My husband’s aunt invited us for the house warming of their retirement home in Tagaytay.  Free accommodation, free food...of course, I instinctively confirmed our  attendance. I didn’t even consult my husband.  I was confident that he’ll say yes. We went to Tagaytay a day before the house warming.  We were expected at around 5pm but since we were excited and we wanted to sip bulalo soup  without being too demanding to our host, we went earlier. We headed straight to Mahogany Market to satisfy our Bulalo and tawilis craving.  After our hearty meal, we went to Ayala Malls Serin and waited for our  uncle to pick us up. Their retirement home is huge and modern and really beautiful. I was uttering WOW the whole time, and wishing that we could also  build our own retirement home.   A girl c

I already mentioned in my last post that my husband and I became busy with work these past months.   (I think I even used it as an excuse for not updating my blog.)From November to February, my husband’s  self-imposed schedule was from 8am to 12midnight, Monday to Sunday (konti nalang, no noon break pa).  I have a very workaholic husband.  I no longer  tell him to slow down because it will just piss him off.  I, on the other hand, was likewise busy with the ISO certification thingy. I was busy worrying about the surveillance audit.  I admit, I am a worrier. But, I don’t show it. My husband didn’t even notice that something was bothering me. Oh well, he asked me why my hair were everywhere.  I suffer from hair fall every time I’m stressed or anxious.    Apart from that, I looked perfectly chill (although during the actual audit, my nervousness was a bit noticeable).  That’s how I differ from my husband. He’s very transparent and honest. There are times that he would wake me up at nigh