My Sugar Free Sweet Life

Daddyjun gets to enjoy a 4-day stay at the company vacation house once very 2 years. We booked our stay as early as January just to make sure that we can stay during the school break for Rap's sake. The initial plan was for us to spend the Halloween with both sides of the family. However, my mom and dad cannot able to make it because it's baranggay election day tomorrow and my dad is a candidate for Kagawad. Ate Cel had to rest and Dong had to stay with her in Naga. Cristy can't take a vacation leave since she's relatively new in her company, Clyde had to stay home with her maternal lola.

So tonight, ten of us will be taking the 12MN bus to Baguio via Victory Liner. That means me, Daddyjun, Rap, Mama Babes, Tita Ops, Megan, Olec, Lucky, Ate Do, and Jene. Toto and Lloyd were obliged to vote first thing tomorrow before boarding the 1PM bus.

By 10pm, our service cabs will be arriving to take us to the terminal. We're so excited to leave na! Our stay will surely be worth the wait. Ate Do prepared an itinerary plus a booklet with all the information about the places we'll visit. Not to mention that we will also be celebrating Lucky's 18th birthday (which is today).

I always listen to Mo Twister on the Magic on the way to work. Today, there was a caller who initiated a discussion about loving men who had had sex with other women in previous relationships (or at least getting affected with his sexually active past). This girl goes, "I don't have a number" that meant that she won't get affected even if her guy had already done it with countless of other women before her, no questions asked. The moment I heard her, I rolled up my eyes and a thought bubble went out of my head that said "Hmp! Ipokrita!" Stupid girl, how could you not get affected?

Let me first define what "getting affected" means to me. To me, it means that I still love my man with all my heart but I will definitely get hurt with his past. What I mean is, I won't act like stone and just tell him that it's OK because it's not. But it won't mean that I will love him less than before I heard about his past.

Here's my point of view: I don't care about the number BUT I will really be pissed off if he tells me that it's just sex and nothing deeper than that. Maybe I'll let the high school experiences pass because it's all part of the sexual discovery phase that men go through (maybe some women too but that excludes me!). Or I can forget about up to 2 one-night-stands, anything more than that is just so disturbing. I think that making out casually with different women says more about a man's psychological state of mind. So why won't I get affected at all? It's a different story if my man tell me that it was all part of his failed relationships. At least I can sense some love in the air and not just plain pure libido.

Mo says that 4 will be a safe number for him. More than that and he will think twice about the girl he's dating. How about you? What's your number? Guys and girls, I'd love to read about what you think.

I have been thinking about my life lately. Here's my Monday to Friday (except Holidays) routine: I wake up at 5 in the morning, see Daddyjun off to work (sometimes even start the car if he's running late), prepare Rap's baon and breakfast, wake Rap up, dress him up for school, feed him breakfast, see him off to school, take a bath, dress up, and go to work. I teach from 8 until 10 a.m., Break time (that's the time when I eat lunch prepare worksheets, administrative, and accounting work) until 3 p.m., and then teach again until 6 p.m. Go home with Rap. Eat dinner, clean up, and sleep by 8 p.m.. Nine hours of sleep a day ain't bad at all.

Nevertheless, I still get too tired from this routine. I still feel that I don't have time for my self at all. Last year, I had all the time in the world for myself. I get monthly facials, weekly trips to the salon, and daily doses of blogging, Friendster, Multiply, and Neopets. I even had the time to organize our clan's Christmas Party. Don't get me wrong. I AM NOT COMPLAINING. It's just that when I'm tired, I start to miss the time that I had all for myself back then.

After weighing the ups and downs, I realized that what I have now is more fulfilling than what I had in the past. I still have the luxury of being my own boss and getting to balance work and family affairs. It's not about earning money because, frankly, I'm not getting too much out of teaching. It's the feeling of self-worth that I feel today. Today, unlike before, I feel that I am important because a lot of people count on me. That's what matters now.