What have I been busy with?

What does a 37 year old Check do when she is not fixing somebody else's holiday?

 Note:  This is to remind me of it. Sorry if you had to read all about them.

Stock holders Meeting

During the ABS-CBN Stockholders Meeting

Not in board rooms but rather in hotels. Nothing decisive. It is the ultimate "Zarzuela". The CEOs of  the company being the narrator and emcee, The President of the company the actor and the "second the motions" the side kicks. Then there are the usual people who ask questions. Questions ranging from the more relevant, "whether this and that will pose a threat or an opportunity in the stocks" to as absurd as " God said feed my people, di pa ba tayo kakain? "  In most cases, it is the later rather than the former. These questions become even more absurd when you see it being thrown at George Ty, Jaime Zobel de Ayala, Manny Pangilinan (although this guy can really slip through the question and answer portion quite fluidly) , the Lopez's and similarly well respected and highly regarded individuals. Some gets irked subtly, some try to escape, some take them seriously and attends to them as if the question is relevant (this I really salute) and then some who candidly laughs about it and allows all the rest of us at the edge of our seats waiting for their reaction to relax.

In Fairmont Makati 

For me it is a comedy break. These gatherings are mostly composed of senior citizens who have saved their moneys all their lives, rode the bandwagon of stocks just because they have the money for it and more eagerly pursued it when they discovered that there are periodic free meals that come with it. No. I am not being judgmental. These people take pride in this... though I am not proud of them...I am happy for them.

This is how they lived their lives, scavenging until they need not scavenge anymore.  It does put me off still when our seat mates take waiters for a fool when they ask for the "take away" even when there are still people unserved. Or when they ask for their 20th basket of bread. And when they bring plastic bags to bag food just so they could come back to the buffet table with yet another empty plate.

My dad definitely understands them. Though he does not go to the extend of doing the things I mentioned, he understands them. He, also, having lived frugally is now able to enjoy the fruits of his labor.  I guess in reality they are the really rich ones. Not the ones with Pradas and tailored suits with no cash in the bank and have loads to pay in their credit cards.

I don't think I would join neither league. But I am happy that my dad exposed me to it.


 Spending time with my Niece and Nephew

They hate me. They do not like me around because I bug them, scold them, spank them, ruin their day. But I do love them and I make them bear that love as often as I can. They are simply what makes this family new. They pump blood into our gatherings and fuel the stories that go around our table. I am no parent and  somehow I know this is as close as i'd get. I am giving them the best tita I could afford.

Past time

I nearly never have to "pass the time" because of my work and the things I like to do. But when I do, it is mostly to watch t.v.  Basically because I often want to lie down after being up all day. The next thing to that would be opening the t.v. I should really get rid of that.

The things I really like doing gets a back seat. Sometimes they triumph and lets me reconnect with myself. I like to sing and to write in my journal. They make me loosen up. They allow me to be creative, to not think of work or how tired I am. It recreates me.

I have already told some friends that I would like to stage a mini concert when I turn 40. I am going to do it. Even if it means, gathering people (by force) in a private ktv room so I could sing for them, i will. Its part of me. I'll make lots of liquor available to numb their senses. :)

Complain

Then I complain. I do not know. But since I got back to living in the Philippines, I have been dealing with people with angst. I complain till I get results. Blow my top till I am remembered. I should not be proud of this but somehow, with age, i learned not to accept things as is. To do something about what I do not agree about.  What i should gain next is the wisdom to keep quiet and attack indirectly.

Sometimes I complain for obvious reasons, like a leaking aircon. Sometimes I complain because things are made more difficult simply because people are too lazy to learn ways to make them easy. I complain because ignorance keeps people from doing their job well. I complain because.

Actually, sometimes, I get the results I want. Sometimes it back fires. Que sera sera. What I learned about complaining is that it throws back at me a responsibility and that I am no longer afraid of it.

So what is 37 year old Check doing besides work? NAGAALIW.