After a break

So we had a short work week last week because of Chinese New Year. The husband and I decided to join the throngs of crazy people who were dying to get out of the country during the unusually short work week or the unusually long weekend, depending how you want to look at it.

We headed off to Melaka (where else?) and had a nice time there. The kids had fun playing mini golf out in the garden, splashing around in the mini inflatable pool we foolishly bought (it was so expensive!), and We had a barbecue night on Friday and we weren't the only ones feasting. The mosquitoes were having a feast as well, especially on Danial who ended up with the most mozzie bites. But nothing too serious that Mopiko can't help with.

The best thing for the kids and us whenever we're in Melaka during Chinese New Year or Eid, is the firecrackers that our neighbours set off. At the stroke of midnight on Feb 7, our Chinese neighbours had a wild time firing off one firecrackers after another. And there was also mini fireworks from all corners of the estate. Made the celebration all the more festive, I thought.

Coming back from a long weekend, I am finding myself struggling to get back to work. It's hard when your heart is not there anymore. When nothing excites you while everything bores you. It's a mentality that I am trying to rid out of my system. But it's hard.