~~taking one day at a time~~

Today's the second time I've been to Hda. Paz. It's the hacienda nearest to the village where I hold MS Office tutorials on Sundays. Like last week, I was again late; not because I have been to Bacolod but because sleeping after lunch was so difficult to resist after minding the painters all morning. The catch is, when I finally decided to rouse, my student's hubby has already left I had to commute.

The trip took me three rides in all: from the house to the village entrance, from the village to the hacienda crossing. Waiting for a ride was something. Tricycles going to my destination were scarce I had to take CAC-bound one and alight at the crossing. From there I waited in vain until a truck came by. Without batting an eyelash, I spoke to the riders about needing a lift.

Wow! How long has it been? It must have been 25 kg ago. I had to solicit the assistance of the kid aboard to help me hoist myself up the truck which tire diameter must have measure 5ft.