Be thankful

Here's where the problem lies.

I am scared shit to go back to work. There I've said it.

I think the bad experience with the previous job has scarred me for life and whilst the idea of going for interviews excite me, I go home with the unsavory feeling. "What if I get the job offer and they treat me like shit too?"

Seriously Nate, you used to grab life by the balls and this is what life has become. :(

I must say I'm really blessed to have friends who are looking out for me, sending me job vacancies links when all I do is sit on my broke ass watching We Bare Bear re-runs. OK not every day haha. Once a week only where I allow myself to wallow in self-pity the entire day.

It's already Friday. Time to smile and face the world!

Toys Clutter

I had a good interview session yesterday. When I say good, I mean a) when interviewers ask for a solution, my face lights up and I have 1001 answers for it b) I came out from the interview room knowing that this is the place I want to end up working/retiring with.

Now to focus and ask from the universe that I'll nail a second interview and eventually this job! 

After the interview, I rewarded myself with a slice of pizza from Tedboy and head on to my old beloved office to pick up my ex-colleagues and had lunch with them. Came home, took a nap, woke up and said to Em:

"Jom kita buang toys?"

And I didn't expect it was so easy for my kid #2 to part with his toys! We threw away most of them (because to be honest I wouldn't want to donate broken toys anyway), put some aside for donation, and let Em keep some. There's actually another pile of toys in our small library room/store but I'll let Rumi take care of that. Good thing he didn't throw a hissy fit when he came home to an empty toy box! :)

the minimalist project

I've embarked on my own personal frugal x minimalism journey to keep my mind off things. 
It's a slow and steady process as there are a lot of things that we need to get rid of. the rule of the thumb is simple, if something you own no longer sparks joy or no longer has any significance in your life, get rid on.

Often, the subject of hoarding or cluttering is often connected to "not being able to let go" but slowly I have started to throw away, or donate. Some of the items I'm unsure of I still keep, because I really just can't decide, you know for sentimental values. Like, my late father's coffee table. It's a gorgeous piece, but I really don't have space for it.

I'm so glad there is a CRCbox near my house, a non-profit organization that collects items for recycling / donation. The boys' old clothes that they can no longer fit or my clothes that I think I can fit again once I lose some weight (let's be real here, it's never gonna happen) all go to the box. Another option is I can send them to H&M and get discount vouchers in return.

Today we got the CRCbox team to come over to collect our old sofa, TV, computer table and closet. I bought a new closet, albeit a smaller one, but at least it'll keep me reminded that hey, don't buy so much clothes, you don't have space for it. Looking forward to this weekend so that I can start picking what goes to the new closet and what to give away! 

Like I said, it's a slow and steady process, but definitely a fulfilling one.

Now to get my husband to part with his items hmm....