God had fun with me yesterday.
I woke up with a jolt. I checked my cellphone (which I also use as my daily alarm) and found that the alarm did not go off. I don’t know why, because it was programmed to alarm at the same time every morning from Monday to Friday. But for this particular day, the day that I need to leave the house early for a meeting in Cubao, the alarm mysteriously decided to extend its “sleep”. Ang sakit sa ulo!
I took a quick shower. In fact, three minutes faster — that’s the most I can take off from my regular shower time. I didn’t take time to fix my hair as I’m wont to. I skipped breakfast. Since I was in a rush, I didn’t bother to wait for my lunch baon since it wasn’t cooked yet. Before I left the house, I had to do number two. My stomach wasn’t cooperating. Great timing!
And it’s my second menstrual day!
As I was driving, my head felt extremely light from the two-and-a-half hour sleep I had. I was doing fine since I was able to get out of the house earlier than usual. But when I got to the end of Daang Hari, heavy traffic already started. It’s unusual because the usual bottleneck is supposed to be 500 meters farther. That meant a whole lot to me that morning!
When I finally got to East (or is it West?) Service Road, heavy traffic was longer — in distance and in time! It was at this point that I began to hear the inner voice that went, “Loser! Loser! Loser!”
My best friend tried to comfort me by asking if I want to see a movie or have dinner — her treat for making me work until dawn. I finally decided to watch a movie, but when we got in front of Greenbelt 1, the movie I wanted to see was no longer there.
At the office, a friend told me that he has 98% chance of moving to another company. If things work out, he will be getting a little more than double what he’s getting from his present job. That’s just a few thousands less than my present salary…and he’s almost two decades younger than me! What was that inner voice saying again? Oh, yeah, “Loser!”
Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t have a bad day despite this streak of “loser moments” in a day. I think talking about it with my best friend helped me get through the day. She was laughing at me while I was telling her all these things. I was, in a way, glad that she was having fun at my expense because she’s been having spats with her hubby (again).
I told my best friend, maybe God is giving me all these “loser moments” today because they’re supposed to compensate for something bad that might happen to somebody I love. Like I always tell Him in my prayers, let me suffer instead of them. What is it about being careful with what you wish for?
So, yeah, I think God had fun watching me deal with my “loser moments” yesterday.
P.S. When I got home, I sent my best friend the usual message, “home base”, to let her know that I got home safely. I was already half-asleep when my best friend texted me “Hi. Wru now?”. That’s when I saw that the message I sent was still in the “outbox”. Sigh.