Life as usual

I work from home on Mondays and Fridays and it is an official arrangement I have made with my boss. I shared with her that I need to send Sara to her Kumon class on those days and mapped out how I was going to make up for the hour on those days. I more than made up for those hours and my boss was nonchalant about it primarily because she works from home most days of the week, too and also because she is in a totally different time zone from me. I didn't set out this post to be my working hour arrangement so let me get back to my point.

I was at Starbucks as I logged on to the office network and worked on a couple of things. And as always, just when the words flowed in my head and I am hammering away on my keyboard intensely, nature calls. And this call cannot be put on hold.

On my way to the public loo, I past by the one and only Papa Rock, Ramli Sarip who was just leaving a nearby bank and was making his way to the town council office a few doors down. I was walking briskly behind him and as I passed him, I gave him salam and told him I was at his last concert at the Esplanade and the husband and I had a blast.

He answered my salam, looked at me and said the concert was great for him too and thanked me for supporting his gig. I grinned and wanted to chat some more but you will recall, nature called and it has turned to an SOS.

I left the loo (finally) and peeked into the town council office and saw the rocker behind the counter, pointing to a piece of paper and talking to the customer service lady. And it finally hit me, even a rock sensation (at least in this little region) runs his own errands...

Sort of sobering as I was starting to sweat about the helper going back on home leave for three weeks from this Sunday. I explored part time help that it was going to cost too much money. But if Papa Rock can do it, then maybe we (the husband, kids, I and my parents) can take care of this house, too. At least for the next three weeks :)