Its Sunday and i’m stuck in the office. With great power comes great responsibility. Damn you Spidey!
The magazine’s deadline is tomorrow. Wish us luck. Watch out for the Christmas issue of Home Concepts magazine. Mr Malique’s ugly face gonna be in it! Hahah.
I have to admit, i’m a workaholic. So much that i’m neglecting a few loved ones. Like the missus, and mom. Last Thursday was an emotional one for me, when i got home. Mom being mom, she was waiting for me to come home. It was near to 1am. I opened the door and there she was, lying on the couch. It was a touching sight yet a heart breaking one. I don’t want my work schedule/pattern to be affecting her. I tried to close the door as slowly and silent as possible, trying not to wake her up. But her spidey sense was good. She went “oh you’re home. let me heat up dinner, have you eaten? i’ll get you a drink” , while rubbing her eyes. I told her its ok and that she should go to bed now.
I managed to spend some time with the missus last night. We went to the beach. At night. HAH! I don’t mind man, as long as i’m spending time with her. I felt like being distant from her ever since i started work at the new place. We try our best to inject love in every single thing we do. One good example; She wakes me up every morning always starting with a “good morning sunshine…”
So what is love?
Love is waiting for you to get home and waking you up every morning.
What is your definition of love? Care to share? I’m all ears.
I don’t usually do personal blog entries here but today its an exception.