My Definition of Me-Time

I was about to write about this but before that I googled the definition first and got this :

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Which is yes, the general meaning and my own definition of me-time are somewhat alike. As per the name, it’s self-explained as me-time means it’s all about me. And I thought it’s somehow the same for everyone else too but to my surprise, I once heard from someone who is a stay-at-home-mother who told me that, her kinda me-time is just about freeing herself from having to do house chores but still, she wants and needs to be surrounded by her families especially the kids around her. It’s not about being alone or doing things alone because she’d feel so weird and lonely that way.

Amazing I was totally amazed by that! Being a mother is like a bulk of round hanger but not a typical one, a multipurpose one. Many things, and people too, are hooked on us and make us standing imbalance that at times, we need to be off-hooked for a moment to stabilize our station and that means to leave-me-alone. As long as there are people under my responsibility around, I always feel that I have to attend to them and I cannot really focus on myself or my projects. So this particular stay-at-home mother, you earned my amazement!

And that tells me that everyone actually has his or her own definition of me-time on top of the general one. And even if we’re typical, we’re not totally the same. There must be elements that differentiate how we make the most of our me-time and when to allocate the time out of our busy schedules.

As for myself, I guess I’m good at this. I always make sure that once in a while I will have some quality time for myself to do my things without anyone’s involvement, not even my husband. This might sound selfish, yes. But I actually have faced this dilemma at a point of my life that made me feel pathetic, guilty and confused of what I want, what I need, what I have to do and how I should be. I finally crawled out from the chaos and found my answer. I pledged to love and value myself best and from there I learned to organize my priorities better.

Later on, I got more contented with the changes I made in my life and I feel I’m living wiser. Then, I also learned to re-evaluate things from time to time so today; I want to re-evaluate my definition of me-time. Because, as I got more and more comfortable with my way of life, it might also lead to real selfishness. Because I don’t feel guilty of having my own sweet time for myself, I might also overuse it and leave my other priorities behind. Remember we’re hangers, we’re open for hooks but the challenge is to make it stable as much.

To begin with, my me-time is absolutely my alone time, enough said.

It can be indoor, or also outdoor. A major part of me can be labelled as homey-type. I love to be at home, my home despite the messiness is always a sweet home. I used to have a corner in the living room of my previous house that I located a desk and a bookshelf for me to stuff my possessions. Now, I even have a separate room which my family called it as ‘Mom’s office’. This is where I spend most of my time doing hobbies.

I also love going out, mainly to the malls doing what else? Shopping!! Shopping is absolutely a therapy and I admit that I’m quite a spendthrift. But sometimes I don’t even have a budget to shop so yeah, just window-shopping will do.

To make it valid, I need a minimum of 3 hours of this alone-time and 50% of the time should be spent doing non-housework. Is that too much to ask for? Hehe. Come to think, if it’s just about one-two hours of being at home, the whole time would just be all about me doing house chores. Like it said, me-time is an opportunity to reduce stress or restore energy. So if my energy were all gone to cleaning the house, I’d just get more tired and that means I’m not doing justice to myself. Still, as long as it’s consuming less than 50% of the time allocated, I do regard doing house chores as one of my me-time activities because there is happiness that comes out from the satisfaction of seeing the house cleaned.

Next, my state of self should be productive, not sick and not asleep. If necessary, I’d take a coffee to stay awake and alert. Me-time is not about lying down lousy or doing useless things like; scrolling the phone! That is not me-time but me-wasting-time. But some days are just so blues that I won’t be in the mood at all to even sit straight, what more to function my brain. That’s when the lazy cells decided to king my body so those days, I’d just surrender and do nothing or just sleep. That’s such a poor state of me that’s so disappointing sometimes. But for some other time that I’m in the most dynamic mode, I’d utilize my brain as much too.

It depends on the individual on how frequent they want to isolate themselves away for some me-time. Some people only need a half an hour a day for some meditation moment and that’s enough for them to rejuvenate but they need to have it daily. Some people need two weeks long to get away for a vacation so they will come back recharged for a longer term. Like me, I need more than 3 hours to complete my tasks I’ve planned to do or to go out to find things, so it’s definitely not every day. The least possible, I need to have it at least once or twice a month. During non-busy periods, I’d just take a day off but if a month seems to flash so fast and my missions are still not accomplished, I’d rather sacrifice one night to stay up because I’m such a midnight person. The best is if I could have it every once a week, that’s pretty lavish already.

Lastly, the outcome of my me-time must be therapeutic. Anything, anything that can make me h.a.p.p.y and bring me p.e.a.c.e. of mind.

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Photo Source : Akronohiomoms

As ever,
SALZY

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Three Repetitive Advices

Don’t you notice that when we live with a same person for a significant number of years, the person tends to indirectly talk about a particular thing over and over again?

Today marks 6 years of me living with my husband in a happy marriage. We talked a lot, every single day about many things but when I looked back, I realized there are things that we talked so repetitively about. Or, he, what I actually meant here.

He talked about something once, certain points, with certain wordings, clearly, understood and absorbed by me but later, not long after, he mentions about it again. Of the same points. Of the same wordings. That sometimes makes me think that ‘is this devaju? ‘No, it’s not. It really did happen before. He really did say it before. But he’s repeating the sameeee things so when I said “ya you’ve said this before” he would just say “ya, that’s about it.” Them urm, okay.

And not long after, he’d say it again. Or maybe long after, but not long enough as my memory is still retaining the facts oh why on earth must he be mentioning things many times? Do you live with this kind of creatures? Or are we all like this too? Haha me maybe, without realizing it.

Along with our anniversary, I’m writing down these 3 advices from my husband that I’ve heard countless of times in these 6 tender years.

First, is to never say “IF” or “IF ONLY” or “WHAT IF?”

Like “If only I had done this the other way around, things would’ve turned out much better.” – this, in regards of being regret of things that had happened or been done.

Or another way is in regard of overthinking of what’s gonna happen in the future that’s beyond our control.

But this if-ness is so me. It’s like built-in within myself that makes it a habit of mine. I’m saying and I’m thinking of these if’s like all the time and I relate it to all things. Hurm, that’s why I grew up being such an overthinker who tries to control everything which ended up making me feel stressed of my own.

And because of this, I don’t like him to remind me to not overthink or to not say what-ifs because it’s natural and I think it’s necessary to be well-prepared of whatevs. But this too actually comes from a hadith that says ‘If only’ opens the door to Shaytaan’s whispering.” 

Now what, self? It’s forbidden by the religion, by Allah and by the Prophet (pbuh)! And it’s reminded through my husband in his repetitive advice that I really have to hold on to myself and keep close, and to not say ‘if’ excessively till it could become a sin. Things happened means things happened. Accept, and submit, full stop. Phew, this is hard! But, Lillahi Ta’ala, I’m trying my best!

Second, is to never discriminate the love for kids

When I was a little girl, I was so conversant with these ‘family terms’ that people called a certain child as the “golden child” and the other certain as the “black sheep”. I was so familiar to observing families or siblings of many that they must have these two subjects among them. I thought it’s a normal thing. I thought it’s possible for a parent to love one child more than another just for what they deserved based on education, or behaviours, or prettiness? For God’s sake!

But with my husband, he objects the facts of that ‘family terms’ in total and disapproves it to exist in our family at all. He always reminds us (me and him too) to never discriminate the love for kids. Each one deserves equal yet total loves and attentions from us no matter how clever or naughty they are, the first, the middle or the last, a boy or a girl. Yes, we tend to differentiate the kids, we tend to compare them. To compare things or people is actually very natural and humane. We compare everything that we encounter every day. And every kid is definitely different from one another but in the end, we do not discriminate the loves we’re pouring to each of them.

Being accustomed to the observation since I was young, this is such a very important advice I have to keep with me in growing myself as a mother with more kids upcoming. Mentioning this repetitively makes it a culture in our family and from there I realized that yes, between Edhany and Errasy, we couldn’t really identify who is more dominant than another though they’re quite much different. Like the CGPA concept we have in university, the scores in each subject might vary from each student but on the finals, both get 4 flats!

Third, is to embrace aging with no shame

This is not really an advice from him but I willingly take it as an advice for myself from the way he repetitively says or acts about this particular issue – aging. My husband grows grey hairs as early as in his 20’s and even heavier now. My God, he’s really turning all whites by 40’s! But he’s all okay about that. Of white hairs, of wrinkles, he never freaked out. Yeah maybe because he’s a male and he’s married anyway but it’s not that he doesn’t care. He has this distinctive point of view that aging is a good thing, is something one should embrace rather than reject. It’s the fact that we can’t reject getting older so what’s the point?

I don’t know. I think I really enjoyed being young and beautiful that I slowly found myself averse to accept the fact that my joy time has passed and it’s telling me through the change of my own physical and looks. I do enjoy my life now but it’s different. It’s just different in a way that I can’t explain. Haha… I don’t know. I think I really have to reflect on this more spiritually than physically. Come to think that it doesn’t make sense to be asking for long live but not wanting to grow old, right? Wake up! Now I’m making my husband as my aging-idol; one who can’t wait to look like Amitabh Bachchan one day. Haha.

With these 3 repetitive advices, Happy 6th Anniversary to us.

To my husband, it has been 6 years I’ve been listening to not just these three but many more other lectures repetitively from you, I’m sure. It’s gonna be a lie if I tell you I’m not bored. It’s seriously so borrringgggg you know?? Hahaha. Please grant me The Most Honest Wife Award now cause I can’t wait till the 20th anniversary to confess this. Lols.

Jokes aside.

As much as I might feel annoyed of being ‘nagged’ of the same things over and over again, after all what he said are the right things that I actually have to ponder deeper rather than just listen or complain that it’s been repetitive. Married folks, we don’t know until when we’ll still have this pleasure of talking to a companion so before it’s too late, let’s realize this blessing and be grateful for it. A spouse is also a messenger. Light conversations, teasing or even arguments could actually convey very important messages, never ignore.

As ever,
SALZY

First Month of Kindy

Where has the time gone? The first month of the year has passed at all, there’s no more January 2018.  How has it been with you, this year? Mine, hurm.. There’s a lot going on but one that I wanna talk is about my kids’ first month of kindergarten.

Do they like school? Well I can’t tell exactly. In the first two weeks they were pretty cranky sometimes but towards the end of the month, I can see they adopted the routine already. Let me analyse them.

EDHANY vs ERRASY

Edhany is 5 and Errasy is 4. It’s so obvious that when it comes to school, Edhany is more compliant while Errasy is somewhat the opposite. Edhany understood the idea of going to school even months prior to it. So when it started, he’s kinda ready physically and mentally. He’s compliant I can say.

Errasy has lots of tricks!

He didn’t want to wear his name tag.
He didn’t want to tuck in his t-shirt.
He wanna bring his toy cars in the bag.
He wanna eat something on the way to school.
He didn’t finish his colourings.
He removed the sticker on his name tag to identify siblings.

Thisss boy..…. Always gets us shaking heads with his characters of all kinds! But anyhow, he’s just 3 something right; we don’t put high expectations on him anyway.

MORNINGS

Edhany has always been a morning person we don’t know from where he inherited it. Definitely not us, haha. Even on weekends he would get up early and sometimes straight to shower. To get him ready in the morning is usually not a problem.

Errasy is on the other hand. To get him under the shower is real struggle I give up sometimes and let my husband handle him. But that is the only morning problem actually. Right after he gets dressed and set, he will be in the mood already and one thing so good is that, he has very good appetite in the mornings he eats breakfast a lottt..!

I’m getting used to the routine by now and I enjoy sending them to school. The crying scene only happened on Day 1 and no more after that. Thank God!

WEAN-OFF BOTTLES

I never thought it’s this early but it was actually just coincidence and happened to be, they’re officially off-bottles now. I thought of buying new ones to them but they kept saying no, they’re big and schooling now and insisted to have milk from the cup. This is a good milestone I know but somehow it’s also affecting their milk intake. They drink lesser now and are turning very thin, both of them. This is no good but also not reversible. What I can see now, they have better appetite on foods, they eat more but I don’t know.. I always have this thought that milk is the main contributor for the kids’ physical growth that even if they’re big eaters but if they don’t consume enough milk, it won’t help the same. Hurm… I gotta monitor their weight by time.

NIGHTS

“Once your kids start schooling, they’re gonna be tuned to sleep early at nights!” – This is such a popular statement I received from mothers of schooled kids, and it’s my favourite! I couldn’t wait for the time to see my kids on ‘low battery’ mode as early as 9pm and effortlessly go to bed without me having to drag them off.

But that’s not what happened! They’re still very energetic as usual and always refuse to sleep early. I got thwarted a little of my unrealized high expectation but when I think again well of course? The school duration is only 3 and a half hours. In the PM, they’re at the babysitter’s house the whole evening and they’ll have day-nap. That’s when they’re charging for the nights and so with us at home is play time and it will lastttt up to 11 or 12! Breathe outtt…. Cool Mom, cool….

HEALTH

Oh this is so worrying. On the very first day itself after coming back from school, Edhany was down with a fever! And the first two weeks were all about us dealing with their fever, cough and flu that came alternately on both of them. This is so odd to us because our kids have always been okay all this while, most of the time. They have been at the babysitter’s place for years and there’s no other kids taken care under the same roof so they’re quite safe from diseases.

But now they’re exposed and so easily infected. I began supplying vitamins to them just in hope that it could protect their health and increase their antibody. Things got better in the 3rd and 4th weeks and I hope they’ll always be fine. So far just in January, they’ve skipped school for 3 days for being unwell.

LEARNING & PROGRESS

I was first so shocked when the teacher told me that the school doesn’t give any homework for the kids. I was in between of feeling weird and yeay as well. Haha. Yeay because I’m also afraid if let’s say they have homework and I couldn’t make time after work to sit and teach them what’s due tomorrow then we’re gonna be in trouble. But hey if they don’t have homework then when do they revise things they learn? I was all ‘blur’ and clueless in the whole first month about what they do in school. Are they just singing and playing all day? Do they learn something? When are my kids going to be clever? Hahaha.

I contacted other mom-friends of the same school programme of other branches and states asking about this and I’m calmed to know that the homework thingy is the same with them too. They told me the concept they’re applying and it makes sense in some way. They also reminded me that the year has just started so relaxxx…!! Hahaha.. Such a knotty mom I am.

FAST READING TECHNIQUE SEMINAR 2018

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Finally, finally… At the end of the month I attended this seminar that they held for the parents of Little Caliphs. The seminar aimed to give exposure to us on their learning technique, on how they teach the kids reading the fast way using the phonics method so that we understand and can teach them the same way too. The seminar was so educative to me and I’m not ‘blur’ anymore! Hehehe..

After the seminar, then only they started to bring a book home every day. The only thing we need to do is to revise the pages that the teacher marks as a revision of what they’ve learnt earlier. That is meant as the homework and it’s only reading; not writing or colouring all that so it can be done casually. I’m also equipped with the fancy learning kits to aid my teaching hope it helps! They advised parents to spend only 5 to 10 minutes per day and with that I pledged to myself that I must do it. As much as I’m committed to this, it’s also very tricky to get the boys’ focus but this is what I gotta do for the sake of them. Go, go Mom!!!

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OTHERS

Edhany kept bugging us to bring a cake for him for the Birthday Party when his birthday is two months away.
Errasy peed in the pants on the second day of school.
They don’t know their friends’ names.
They acted like teachers at home.
And for the record, they have never been late to school so far! Well done to us because we’re always the late-comers to work but will not let the kids behave the same! Haha..

One month down, way to go!

As ever,
SALZY

Add a Fun Fact

I’m so having fun with this new function “Add a fun fact” on Facebook. Well, you know.. just answering random questions about anything related to yourself. I’ve been spamming the timeline with so many posts feeling like a celebrity being interviewed. Haks..

There are actually books like this. I have one titled “If… (Questions For The Game of Life)”. It listed hundreds of random questions began with “If..” or “What if…” to make us imagine a situation we’ve rarely been in and what or how we gotta do about it. It makes us think about all possibilities in this world, go crazy in our answers or even sometimes reveal an ugly honest confession. After all it’s just an “if” situation so whatever is harmless, no? Years after, go back to the book and re-see your answers. It can be some kind of entertainment, you know!

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Source : Sara Healy Blog

Ha… I’m reminded of the time when I was a kid in school, I really loved to write sets of Biodata in my books. The more questions listed, the more excited I got. I really have a thing about this even until now, haha. When I started blogging last time, one of the ways for me to produce an entry was by copying a template of questions and I’d answer from there. Simple!

So now, because I have done enough spamming on the timeline yet still addicted with this add-a-fun-fact function on FB, let me migrate the questions here. Hehe. p/s ~ Questions were answered in casual and did not involve deep thinking. Just for fun!

The thing or person I miss most from my childhood is…
I prefer being adult so I don’t really miss the things in my childhood but the person I miss most is Che’ my beloved late grandma.

When I’m sick all I want is…
Medicine that cures the fastest!

My greatest passions in life are…
Books!

An author whose work changed my life is…
Joseph Murphy.

If I could pick an age to be for the rest of my life, I’d pick…
Being 22. The time I was in the 3rd and final year of college.

If I had to be locked for a week in a room that was completely dark or completely bright, I’d rather…
Completely bright.

It drives me crazy when…
I have too many things to hold with my two hands.

My personal hero is…
Myself..

The hobby I most enjoy is…
Readinggg

Between the beach and the mountains, I’d rather spend time at…
The beach

If I could make one rule that everyone had to follow…
‘Don’t ask stupid questions.’

What I value most in life is…
The Quran.

If I could be any celebrity for a day, I would be…
The top notch Dato’ Sri Siti Nurhaliza.

If I could learn any skill, it would be…
The skill to fly the plane.

If I could live the life of any animated character, I would pick…
Cinderella!

The last book I read without skipping over anything was…
Any Ideas? by Rob Eastaway

My most treasured memory is…
My Umrah Trip

The one food I could never give up is…
Moist chocolate cakes!

If I could live on the set of any movie, it would be…
Any scary movie haha.

My hidden talent is…
I can’t think of…I really have none! 😦

The happiest moment of my life was…
My wedding day!

My dream vacation looks like…
Salzburg, Austria. Cause it has my name on it!

The scariest movie I’ve ever seen is…
A Korean movie I forgot what the title was.

Between the morning and the night, I prefer…
Midnight.

I’m most grateful for…
So many things.

My perfect pizza looks like…
Anything less veggie with extra cheese.

Between coffee and dessert, it would be harder for me to give up…
Not a coffee person, really a sweet tooth so you know..

The farthest I’ve ever been from home…
United Kingdom!

If I could choose to be able to teleport anywhere or read people’s minds, I’d rather…
Read people’s mind.

The best thing to do when the weather is bad…
Sleep!

If I could give my mother an award it would be for…
Her strong self, faith and patience.

The football team I’m most loyal to is…
JDT

My greatest accomplishment is…
Got a degree?

The videos that always make me laugh are…
Funny videos or anything can only make me laugh once or thrice the most. None that is really always.

My all-time favorite appetizer or snack is…
Dates.

The best things in life are…
Rezeki and Allah’s blessings.

The first thing I notice about other people is…
The color they’re wearing.

If I could be feared by all or loved by all, I’d choose to be…
Loved by all~ which is impossible

Something I find boring is…
Pointless conversations.

If I were invisible for a day, I’d…
Spy my husband. Hahaha…!

A job I’d be terrible at…
Sales & Public Relation (PR)

Between sweets and savories, I’ll always pick…
I’d love both.

The best dance move of all time is…
Fast moves.

The music genre I listen to the most is…
Ballad

The most impressive thing I know how to do is…
A very detailed plan of something, I guess?

If I could live for a week in the past or the future, I’d rather…
Time-travelling to the future!

Between earth, fire, air and water, the element I identify most with is…
Fire. Can easily identify.

The best day of the year is…
The 1st day of the year

If I could give my father an award it would be for…
His confidence to be the always right.

The superpower I want most is…
To make the kids listen and follow my words totally. And my husband too!

My favorite place to be is…
My home sweet home~

Who is the most awesome person on earth?
YOU who finished reading this post until this word! Haha 😀

Till the next post,
SALZY

Blogging Goal Updated

From 50 posts to 60 authentic posts for 2017. Whoah ‘authentic’, haha. I mean, me Salzy originally writing from the heart, teehee. Not those wordings or quotes from other people. For the past 8 months, I have written 38 posts in this blog for this year. That means, for the remaining 4 months I gotta write 22 more posts. That’s a lot man! And why am I doing statistics analysis here?

Because, I am a very calculative person. Number-person. Everything on my board I will convert into numbering. How many posts I wanna blog in this month? How many books I wanna read in this week? How many pages does every book have? How many this, how many that? I count years, I count days, I count down. I count everything.

You may think everything I count is purposeful but actually, most of the time, I count for nothing. I just want TO KNOW. Hehe. I need to know it. If there’s any information presented without numbers, I feel so blurry. I can’t brain it in the first place. When it comes to money, I might sound stingy but actually I’m not. That’s all I’m saying. Haha.. Bye!

Till the next post,
SALZY

Current Mommy-Feelings

I had a conversation with my 4-year-old boy about having a baby. My 4-year-old son demands a baby! No, not a baby. He wants two babies! Two babies for goodness sake, haha. I guess it’s something common for mommies with toddlers to come across this kind of situations. When kids are growing up to an age that they know there are humans littler and cuter than they are, they become so fascinated over and they wanna own them! I think in their minds, babies are the most sophisticated toys they could ever have, so they start demanding for ones. Ready for that, mommies!

While entertaining all his quests about this funny matter, I also came to wondering; when is my time for the next one? My youngest child is turning three very soon so that means, it’s been almost three years since I started calling myself a mother-of-two. Then, when am I going to be a mother-of-three? I have mixed feelings when thinking about it.

First, I do want more children. Having only two kids makes relatively a small family. In my life, I’ve been imagining myself having a slightly bigger family comprising of…four kids? Or three or five. But not two because two is very little even I myself have 6 siblings hehe. Erm, yes I imagine my life. We all do, no? Hahaha. So yes, I’m wanting a baby number 3!

But threeee? Two parents and three kids, outnumbered! Even now we’re so handful with these two boys I can’t imagine handling three kids at a time. Commitment. Commitment. Physically, mentally and the hardest part is… financially. Hmm, well.. I always thought to myself that children are blessings, they bring more and more rizq to us even though the expenses are going to spike up. But hmm again…sometimes my faith is not strong enough that now and again I do feel shaken when staring at the excel sheet of my salary projection, baby number 3 goes out of sight at all. Sigh for my poor conviction.

Baby #3 doesn’t come down straight from the sky! S/he comes through another pregnancy so when pregnancy being mentioned, that also means morning sicknesses, backaches and stretch marks coming altogether. I feel so heavy picturing another round of 9-month tummy hopping but hey that’s not bad. Being pregnant is fun! At least based on my last twos, second trimester onwards were pretty smooth sailings. I enjoyed foods so very much! And it was nice having a tiny resident in me too so yeah I miss being pregnant. Aww..

Giving birth? Erm..this is a little trouble. I had two caesarean deliveries before so surely expecting another one next. When it’s a planned operation, it’s usually smooth and steady so I’m okay about that but there are certain procedures I dislike so much making me feel so reluctant if I had to go through those all over again. But it’s called a package so what to do? Nobody said giving birth is ever easy.

All in all, what I’m craving so much is the newborn baby smell! And of course the baby itself because I love babies!! I miss doing all those baby-thingies like swaddling them, breastfeeding and bathing. Confinement period was bliss to me. The first baby year is gonna be topsy-turvy but also the most interesting one. The phase that will grow us not just in parenting but also in life and as a person ourselves to be.

Anyhow, always, after all the thinking and contemplating, I will collect all these thoughts, embrace and release them all up high to the sky of tawakkul. After all, no matter how I thought of the possibilities and the impossibilities, everything is up to Allah’s plans for me and my family and His arrangement is definitely the best! And even if I am not destined to have any more kids, and that only Edhany & Errasy are my all offspring, I will always be thankful and happy with this little family of mine. These hopes and anxieties are just my current mommy-feelings.

Till the next post,
SALZY

Riddle Time

You’re about to use an elevator from Ground Floor to go up. There are three elevators; elevator A, B and C. You must use elevator C because you’re bringing a furniture so you must use that Fire Lift. There are 16 floors in the building.

Now, Lift A and B are at Level G where you are now. While Lift C, the one that you want to use is at Level 10, all idle. Every time you press that ‘Up’ button, either Lift A or B will open but not Lift C. Lift C stays idle at Level 10.

Question is – How do you wanna make Lift C comes down to you? Hi hi hi.

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Think think think….. or give up? Yes, I know it’s hard. Because this is a Cambridge-level riddle. Hehehe… Scroll down!

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That was my own situation yesterday. My landlord delivered a new fridge to our home so I ushered the fridge boy from his Hilux. While waiting for him to push the fridge, I ran to the lifts and faced the above problem. I kept pressing Up but had no response from Lift C until the fridge boy arrived and I sighed, “Hmm.. I think we gotta wait so long. This Fire Lift is not coming down!”

The fridge boy said, “Oh, no problem” and steadily he pressed the Up button, Lift A opened, he pressed Level 16, got out and the lift moved. Did the same thing to Lift B and it went up too. Pressed the Up button again, Lift C moved down and…..opened!!!

Jawdropping I was like.. Wowwww…so clever!!! Clap clap clap!! Hahhahahha.. I felt so useless. Not only that I couldn’t help him lift the fridge, but also fool I was. Ashamedly yet in cool I said, “Wa you’re so smart, huh”. He said, “Oh no it’s common..always do that in offices and all.” Aw so humble.. and pheww…! I’m not fool then. It’s just his everyday thing. Ahaks.

So guys, if you’re facing this kind of situation, use this trick and be the hero, okay! Don’t be like my husband. I quested him this riddle this morning and he gave me the funniest answer ever! He said, he will use Lift A or B, go up to Level 10,  get in Lift C, go down to Level G. Hahahaha!!! Who would do that?? What if you go to Level 10 and Lift C moves to other levels?? I was imagining him chasing lift from floors to floors like a cartoon! Hahaha… Worse than me because I’m less tired – me with my thinking face, I would wait at Level G forever, okay! =D

Till the next post,
SALZY