Putrajaya Misadventures

my new year's eve is gone.

hariah told me she's going to hunt for fireworks tonight with aziz.

I told my colleague we should all stay till midnite and watch fireworks from the office.

Putrajaya is lovely and supercool tonight. 

and at 6pm I found myself texting my husband;

 sorry dear. I'll be back late tonight.We had a meeting. 

And the meeting begins at 6pm. Can't complain much, can I?

I didn't mind working extra hours. Tapi bab lapar ni betul-betul tak boleh tolerate.

Ugh. Hate it when my stomach yearning for food.

I'm gonna make myself a bowl of mash potatoes.

It will do for now. 

there is a special story about being pregnant in the office today.

our accountant just announce she is 5 weeks pregnant with her first child.

We are happy for her.

Then, there comes the following meeting to analyze our current projects, the achieved and unachievable goals.

 As usual, I dreaded this session.

Ugh, meeting the boring boss again.

She was at the top of her voice when she announced the supposedly good news about our accountant.

I was shocked. She was pissed. I mean,with the news.

Then she asked one of my colleague;

 Baik awak bagitau saya awak nak pregnant tak tahun depan. Susah betul.Nanti semua org beranak sape nak buat keje kat opis ni?

You know how scared I am? I couldn't answer this. How do I supposed to know if I ever got pregnant or if I wish to?

Hampeh.

She gasped.  My colleague tried to restrain herself. I think she was quite shocked herself.

Then she said,

Macam mana saya nak tau kalau saya nak ada baby? Itu atas rezeki masing-masing, bos.Kalau ade, ade la.

I think the boss wants to raise her voice again..

Ah, susah la ade officer perempuan. Kalau semua beranak sekaligus, siapa nak sign semua baucar ni? Nak suruh Pengarah ke?Lain kali saya dah tak nak ade officer perempuan. Susah kan saya je.

 Huhu.

Thank God she doesn't ask the question again. To me.

I wish for the next promotion to come closer to me....please...dear God... 

daddy writes for passion.

he was a very articulate man.

he speaks a good language, never raises his voice in front of his children and even banned to word 'kitaorang' 

in his compound.

one day he came to visit me and ezri, and he told me about his passion to write about his book seriously.

on his majlis persaraan dinner, he launched his collection of short stories and poems, written years ago while he was still a government officer.

he asks us to write too. write now.

you'll be surprised to see what you managed to produce years from now.

i said i will.

 for now i'll just carry on with my nothing but for fun writings.

 maybe next year things will be different for me.

 who knows?

on my first day of work after the holiday, I couldn't decide what to wear.

Strange enough, even though I've done enough pressing the night before, a wardrobe for the week for me and hubby.

I figure to do the next round for casual wear ironing next, but wait Era. how can I be so obsessed with house chores, huh?

So I wait for him to get ready, yeah, me sitting down in the wardrobe room deciding.

Finally, the image of the new velvet deep purple shoes which I bought at the Orchard Road earlier this month catches my thought.

Swoosh.. how about purple kebaya with peep toe stillettos today?

 Grab the pair and dressed, wrapped the breakfast pack and go to work!

Ay, feel so good to leave home at 7.30, and drive like crazy again to reach the office in ten minutes. Not in the rush , really, it really has become my habit of driving fast.

The first meeting after lunch hour, my colleague said to me;

 "God , I love your shoes!!! Let me see, hurry!"

 Sometimes I feel like I'm reliving the character Carrie like SATC.

When you put on a  pair of good shoes, it was like an instant gratification.

 Back at work again, yeay!!

the most famous and debatable issue to discuss in the office today among the staff was;

Why aren't we getting a few days off for Hari Raya Haji this year?

I'm not used to staying in the office too at this time of the year. Usually when the Christmas was near, I'll take a long holiday and go somewhere. Like the eve in Rome last year. Oh, just a short trip back to kampung the least.

I can see the hopeful faces here. They wanted so much to spend the eid with the whole family.

Me too. We're going to have a lot of welcoming parties in Kelantan this year to celebrate the wedding.

 Worse still, I've applied for leave two weeks ago and it wasn't approve till today.

I can imagine how my staff felt. But the risk of approving their leave would also mean a possible tongue attack and mental torture and daily tantrums from my boss, which I can't get used to even after almost two years trying to understand her.

Its a lady boss. Maybe.

It's a tricky situation.

Uh.