My Naza came back from the mechanic after four months. Nowadays, I have to switch between driving the Naza and Persona. Sometimes, I drove one car, parked and when I come out, it is another car because my hubby came by, took the Persona and left the Naza for me. We avoid driving the stupid, big gray tank around town as it is so bulky, clumsy and a petrol guzzler.

All these switching are driving me nuts because the two cars have different sides of signal light and wiper. Oh how many times have I turned on the wiper when I wanted to indicate I am turning. I got honked today because I did that. The driver in the van behind me must be cursing, “Stoopid woman, want to turn, never show the signal. No rain, no water, she go and turn on the wipers for what lah.”

Anyway, these few weeks, I have gone to my volunteer work earlier than usual because I sent my son to kindie at 9 am. So, I took slow drive from the Vale of Temp. I seriously lack something in my brain because I keep getting lost in those mazes of houses. I ended up at dead ends, rubbish dumps and once, I even drove out to the main road again by mistake. The hospital does have road signs but I chose not to follow it because I want to know if there are shorter short cuts.

While driving around to find my way back to the correct road to the hospital, I realised how similar our lives are with this getting lost business. I thought I have a brilliant theory but now, I have forgotten how to phrase it. Maybe next time, I should start recording my own voice, talking to my own self.

I am glad today is Wednesday. It means I can now fully concentrate on preparing for Chinese New Year since I don’t do volunteer work on Thursday. My sisters-in-law have hinted about coming to my place for their CNY gathering. I have not committed to them but the hint is too loud to pretend not to hear.

This means, I cannot ber-siesta-ing every afternoon, taking long naps in cold, aircond bedroom anymore. From now, until CNY, I have to bertungkus-lumus doing Chinese New Year stuffs like marketing, more marketing, fighting with housewives for the best fishes and prawns and those bleh things we married women have to pretend to like. Blek, blek, blek.

BTW, I sipeh tulan see Lillian Too on TV with her ‘like real’ fengshui tips. Niamah, she got every figurines to sell for every problems. Like she can offer remedies for every farking problems in our lives. I cannot believe that I actually believed that sei fei por many years ago. Wutudo…humans are so gullible.