Ever since we came back from Kelantan last weekend, Wah has been, well, let’s just say that his holiday wasn’t over yet and it’s like all he ever wanted to do was sleeping, eating, playing FishVille on Facebook (which according to him, was for the sake of his nieces and nephews), reading books, watching movies, and occasionally using his brain to think of our next plan.
I’m not complaining but it’s so hard to get him up to work. If you know how it feels to get an 8-year-old up to go to school after the holiday, you’ll understand how I feel. I swear if I could, I’ll do EVERYTHING myself. I mean, come on, those banners were there since three weeks ago, and they are still there! What about our targets? What about the new supplies coming in next week? Huh? Huh?
But. Someone woke up and decided that he’ll start working today. Phew.
P/S: Yes we are quite poor and sometimes we work on the floor, sitting on our beloved cutting mat. That’s why we need to get ourselves a workshop.
