The day started at 5.30am with the sound of the alarm. I snoozed at it conveniently but knowing that I only have 30mins to get out of the house with this headstart.
So I just drag myself to the toilet, shocked to see my tenant awake too and loitering around the kitchen. He went back into his room and I just continued my toileting. I just feel like making him invisible to me, or rather, I am avoiding any communication as I have nothing nice to say to him other than, "why this and that" and it upsets me to be "brothering" him on my set of rules, houserules.
I opened my fridge, brought out my loaf of bread, SCS Butter and bottle of Kaya. I switched on my Nespresso, and turn on the machine. I begin to prepare my bread and also drop in my capsule into the machine and set off the buzz. And Yes, I did wash my hand after toileting before preparing this. Did I capture your attention? Aren't you an OCD? Wink
I took a bite on the dry bread and took a sip of coffee. It is just not appetising. I went to brush my teeth and foam up my face. I decided not to shave today, and so I washed off the facial foam. Oh well, back to my bread, I took another bite and sip my coffee, its still boring. I think to myself, maybe I should some flavourful bread next time, like sambal ikan billis, or Yam-filled buns, or what I need is just, a bowl of porridge. Time seems to have raced and I took another look on my left hand, the bread is still unappealing. I set it down on my round blue plate and drop my boxers. The water should get me running, get my engines running I mean. I gave myself a wry smile in the mirror before the rain comes dripping from my showerhead.
After drying myself, I wrapped myself with this old towels, which used to be the star resident in my parent's wardrobe back in Johor Bahru. Tattered, Aged and Dried as it looks, I love how it can quickly dry me up and love the rough feel of the cloth giving my body a good scrub around my neck and my back. Its a good feeling, clean and refreshing. I continued with my dry breakfast. Finishing it up and cleaned up my mess.
I put on my happy T shirt, it has a big Addidas Logo on the dark blue base. And my only pair of G-star jeans bought at big discounted price in Berlin, under persuasion from my friend who was having the time of his life dealing with a tummyache while accompanying me to shop and later at Superdry. Good memories they are. Friendship and happiness and appreciation. I put on my happy shoes, last big impulse purchase after I left my unhappy engineering job, I should correct it as unhappy Sales Job, since the dynamics just doesn't ryhmes cognitively. I would like to write more on this, but this just doesn't seems like a good time to.
It is only 5.50am, I have prepared to leave home around 6am. My work starts 7am, and I wanted to reach by 6.40am. The journey taken at 8am two days before only took 40 mins by a bus and circle line mix. And I have found 3 direct buses which passes through empty Orchard Road or Raffles Place to do this journey today, so, it should be easy peasy. I went to the bus stop, and the bus only came at 6.13am. And I was behind schedule and I alighted at 6.42am. I forgot to factor in the snail crawl mechanism to be deployed by bus drivers at off peak hours to meet the time of arrivals at all bus stops along the way. And subsequently, I was met up blockages on walkways, stairs, lifts due to the current Covid situation, another cause for delays. So I dashed quite abit, went up and down between 2 levels of carpark and jogged along the road. I have to backtrack to the opposite side on the overhead bridge with a big pedestrain divider. My watch buzzed, timestamped at 6.47am, with the text of "where are u?" and I have missed an earlier text which wrote I am the last one. What a great start, having 4 new colleagues waiting for me with a senior, and a passdown meeting to happen.
I made my pass with 2 cars and 2 early cyclist before scanning Safe Entry QRs and managed to meet up with the gang, at 6.53am. I am not late for work. I am definitely late. There was no reprimanding or any weird glances, and I do the usual apologizing which doesn't seems to matter to anyone at all. Everyone is on smiles to start the day, as the 4 of us are starting this journey today.
Shall I continue?