Bumpity bump

I had to attend an early meeting on Wednesday morning and was supposed to meet my boss in the office before going there together. Imagine my surprise when she suddenly announced that I was designated as the driver! Cos all along, she had been the driver and I’ll was the navigator. Anyway, I drove as safely as possible and avoided the temptation to speed though it was marred by the pot-holed road that we took so there were some bumpy rides along the way!! Of which I had ceremoniously warned her at the beginning of the trip. Well, she told me that it was for the best since she was afraid that her 'monstrous' car was unable to park that easily in the limited carpark. Most of the people who knows me seemed to prefer me to drive as i know the roads quite well, including the small road diversions so they can just lean back and snooze or just do nothing in particular. I guess it's good for me too since i don't need to navigate and have pointless arguments on where to turn or which way is the shortest route to take.

The meeting room was tremendously warm and there we were, all decked up in our coats and jackets and drips of sweat were rolling down our foreheads!! Duhhh…it wasn’t a pretty sight! Anyway, it was a relief that the meeting was a relatively short one and I was glad to get back to the office where the temperature is definitely more appealing, though sometimes it can be freezing cold when it rains and i had to bundle myself like an Eskimo! My boss had some on-going training and I was pretty much left to my devices thereafter. I started calling the hotels down south where I had planned to spend my Christmas this year since I took the whole week off. I didn’t relish the thought of having to spend my hols sitting at home and rot.

Initially, I had planned on going to HK but since LM had the pox, the trip was postponed till next year. Unfortunately, since it was so last minute, most of the hotels were fully booked and bus tickets were minimal too. As a last resort, I text my friend and asked whether it was ok for me to crash into her place for a couple of days! I desperately needed a break and if she had said no, I would have looked for an alternative elsewhere! Fortunately, she said yes and immediately I went down the bus station to grab my bus tix that night itself right after my yoga class.

It’s been ages since I last did yoga so I felt my body wasn’t as flexible as previously. I had problems twisting and doing some of the poses. Gees, this is bad! Does this mean that I have to stick to being a gym member for life, huh? My friend, CL, who is the yoga instructor replied me yes in jest. Duhhhh….I didn't sweat much in the class so i reckon the class wasn't that difficult compared to when i go for V's classes where I practically sweat buckets. CL commented that he was being lenient to us and mainly stuck to poses that we had done previously. Of cos me having stood right in front of him couldn't slack off and like an obedient child, tried to follow his every movement. Talking about V, hmmm, i wonder whether he's back from his sabbatical? When he's off, i also take off...hehehehe