Pet Peeves 2.0

What's on your list? Are they adding up? Are you ditching any of them?

As a big time worrier, it seems that my list keeps mounting up. I am not proud of it because it makes me feel like a nagging 65 y.o woman (and I am only a 60 year old).

But, sweethearts... I just cannot bear the vision of:

• People at work walking...s l o w l y... It is like being in a factory with snail workers! Time is ticking, you have not put your make-up on which means you are not ready for work and.... and... it is already TOMORROW in Australia!;
• Shopping Mall scene: Children screaming and crying for toys;
• Restaurant scene: Mothers dining with their children but being busy with phones. And I am pretty sure that they are posting"Quality time with my kids." pictures on social media.

This illustration below are Emily's and my other pet peeves are listed here . 

Your personality type

Okay, 16 personalities? I am sure we have more combinations of the four letter category but maybe, that's by far the closest to reality that MBTI got?

I tried, by the way... And I got goosebumps reading through the result.

I am an... INTJ and contributes to less than 0,8 percent to the world's population!

Now, before standing in front of the mirror singing Christina Aguilera's "Reflection", why don't you take the free test here.

The Worrier's Guide to Life

Gemma did it again! And now, she published her new book The Worrier's Guide to Life where she dispenses life advises and how a worrier get through the day. 

I need this book, immediately.

Why? Because this resonates sooo true for me as right at this moment, I am thinking about: 

What are my dogs doing at the moment? Is my vet really is the best in the island?

Do I need a haircut? 

Was my skin dryer this time of the year, last year? I mean, these freckles... ?

Will I live long and healthy enough to pay my mortgage?

Am I too old for that (wear pink sneakers, try bungee, wear Bambi tee)?

But I must be too young to do that (write my will) ?

Are my siblings happy?

What's with that neighbor that keeps leaving their dogs out in the rain?

Do I really think I have done enough for animal welfare?

Am I ever going to have my own baby? 

Do I sing off-key? Of course...

Did I unplug the iron?

Will I ever going to be lucky enough to raise a wonderful boy?

Seriously, maybe I need to call my neighbor to check on my iron plug?!

Oh, and also... Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?! *kidding

PS: Are you a big worrier too?

You Were There

Mellow mode, activated.

I used to watch this movie: Simon Birch with my Dad for like a gazillion times. Today, I dare not to watch it again, as... I am not so into forming rivers on my cheeks anymore. As in, I am too embarrassed to (But I know I would!). 

Ever since, I always thought of the soundtrack as one of our songs, just like this one; hoping that he will Remember Me this Way :).

If you have not seen it, please do so. And try to listen to the song and pay attention to the lyrics... If you know me well enough, you will understand why I am reaching out for Kleenex as I am typing this post down.

ps: "And it hurts, when I smile. Cause my heart still remembers when you were around. Bapak"