Seize the day

Today I had a completely bad day. The baby sitter had been so nasty and awkward for the past three days. I noticed that she's having cough but not until last week I saw her being so rough on my kid. My kid was, urrhg..., how else could I describe her, a little bratpack who destroys things, disobeys everything and everyone, and also irritates people with her scold words. Oh my God, I am asking forgiveness and the true meaning of patience...

Initially, I wanted to warn the baby sitter with stiff sentences because she had ignored me, too. But in the morning I came up with other method. When I was about to leave in the morning, I simply touched her shoulder and said that I really appreciate her dedication in taking care of my child when I am out. She immediately bursted into tears yet said nothing. I added that if she needs to rest for a day or two, we can arrange that. She didn't reply. At the afternoon, when I called my kid, she still preserved the nasty behavior by replying in short sentences (without the smiles, of course).

At the office, things weren't not as smooth as I expected. The procedure is rather complicated and I had to explain it again and again to my Administration boss. As a result, I forgot to hand the financial support statement inquiry to Retno. I just remembered it when I was already in busway. Although the buswas was OK, I had to wait for 20 minutes for Kopaja 605A. I ended up sitting with broken breath in front of Kada's class.

Microeconomics class? Another horror. Not that I couldn't follow the material but I guess I am too much influenced by all unfavorable situation I had before the class. Kada's class ended with more material to read thoroughly if I plan to get the most benefit from this program.

Compare to Peter's life during his fall term in MBA, this is just nothing. I am aware of that. One of my best friends also told me to relax. He said that I have a perfect life. I know, I should be thankful for that. You have a family, a smart princess, and up coming Kelley experience, he said. He's right. Thanks, pal... for cheering me up. You did a good job.