I am my son's favorite thing. At least someone loves me with all his heart. Hehehe.

Labo!

I woke up to the sound of my mobile phone beeping. A text. I received a text from that helper that left Tuesday morning. Nyar. She texted to let me know she was coming back.

Tekaaaaaa...

Ang labo mo naman.

Househelp Woes

Today, one of my trusted helpers left us. She woke me up to let me know that she was taking a break from work. She goes to school somewhere north of the city and has to commute to and fro every single day, excluding Saturdays, but yes, including Sundays! She is on her final leg in college, but needs to work for the money. I didn't really want to hire her at first, but was left with no choice when our former nanny left suddenly when she gave birth to her second-born. She is actually her little sister.

So because I thought I was helping someone in need, I hired her. I was told that because my former nanny had to stop working, no one would be helping her sister with financial needs (read: tuition and miscellaneous expenses). So yes, I was willing to help out, even if it meant I'd be spending more each month on salaries, food, etc.

All along, I thought she was okay. Each day, I'd ask if she was tired and understood when sometimes, she'd go straight to bed instead of washing the dishes or say, doing the laundry. But I suppose that wasn't enough consolation for her. I gave her transportation allowance to cover her commute expenses. Gave her a monthly salary, even if she provided less than a half day's work. Alas, you can't please them all. Sigh.

Then to top it off, I found out that my former nanny used up my baby's milk and diapers over the holidays (she stayed over with her kids while A and I were out of the country). Yes, used those on her own daughter. I mean, I don't mind at all. I understand her situation and her need (now that she doesn't have work, not to mention an irresponsible boyfriend!) but I wished she told me and I didn't have to find out some other way. I was wondering why that case of Promil got used up in less than a month, when my little boy normally uses up a can a week. Double sigh.

Then my new nanny got to chat with one of my aunt's helpers and found out that the other helper gets paid a 5-digit salary. So of course she felt sorry for her measly salary, and expressed her desire to leave come June. For school, she says. But hello, my aunt's helper has been with my aunt all of 17 years! And my new nanny has been with us, what? a good 2 and a half months! Ha-ya! Besides, she needed work. She was referred by her cousin, my former nanny, and got promoted to nanny only when her cousin left. Haaay. :(

It's funny. You try to be nice to people and yet, you can't please them all.

Great Friends

Had a chance to meet up with two of my good girl friends over the weekend, one of which I haven't seen in years! I had a grand time having catch-up dinner at Abe over at Serendra. Then coffee at Starbucks, High Street.

Got home at 4am and couldn't sleep 'til 8am. I had caffeine in my veins. I didn't mind. It was worth it. My friend B flies back to London tomorrow. I am glad I was able to see her, even for a few hours. 'Til next time, B!

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In other news, I heard that some of my schoolmates in the US have been talking about my life story over reunions. That means, each time a birthday, a holiday or a Pacquiao fight comes along, I am the choice topic at hand. Fancy that! It just irks me that some of them continue to be chummy with me, when they actually talk about me behind my back. And how malicious some are! Goodness! I need to prune my friendship tree! Soon!