(Warning: Below are my ramblings. Read to your own peril!)
This Ramadhan has been pretty tiring.
What with school just starting again, and sahur at 3.30am, and not being able to sleep any earlier than midnight. Not to mention berbuka at nearly 8pm at the beginning oh Ramadhan - what a big change from those 4pm iftars during my undergraduate days!
I think perhaps it's time for me to move down under now - they're having a grand time now that they're going to be having winter Ramadhans for quite some time..
But I have so many things to be thankful for too...
I just returned from an iftar gathering at a friend's place actually - these few months have been blessed really because I've made some new friends...yes, somehow we have made connection with some other Malaysians here in London as opposed to the usual suspects and I admit, I am glad.
And Mr S have been kind enough to layan me by buying a few stuff for me from Ikea and I am happy to say that my house now feels more like a home.
And we had such a wonderful summer holiday too. Well, the weather was 1 more thing for me to complain about but we went away for 1 week and a bit and alhamdulillah it was wonderful.
We went to visit some old school friends of mine - in Kingston and in Southampton and another friend from my 'pre-departure course' days in Fareham.
We went to Brighton - stayed over for 2 nights.
We went to the Isle of Wight - also stayed over for 2 nights.
Went to Stoke-on-Trent to buy some china - stayed over at Birmingham for 1 night just to take it easy on that particular journey.
It has been lovely.
And I am ever so thankful of course to Mr S who made it all possible.
Little H has started full time schooling (reception class) since last week and he has been truly amazing too. He settled in without any problems and in fact, on the first day, after a few minutes of 'helping' him to settle down, I was assured by Little H saying;
"Ok Mama, G-O-O!"
Oh how proud I am of my little boy, even though he still needs some help with his spelling...
And Big H has started his Year 3 and already getting pencil gifts from his teacher for getting the right amount of 'ticks' on his class' Tick Chart.
He is settling down nicely too...alhamdulillah.
And so I walk back home alone from sending the kids to school one day, happy and ready for some me time at home doing the things that I love - i.e. a long hot shower, reading and sitting in front of the computer - when I saw a group of mums - some people that I am acquainted with - standing together chatting.
So I stopped for a bit just to give them my salam and to ask how everyone's doing..
"..So you're free now and you can do what you like?".."
"Yes.." I answered.
"..I'm going to take up Reflexology..yeah..that's what I'm going to do.."
"..I think I'm going to take up a degree.."
"..I'm planning to find some work.."
"What about YOU??"
"Huh...?? Umm..I haven't really thought about it yet. Hahaha."
And I made my excuses but it was too late - the question spoiled my morning and certainly spoiled my peace of mind.
I regret stopping to talk to those women...
Nosy little ******s.