A Boring Sunday

Have you ever felt bored on a perfect Sunday like today? I do.

There's practically nothing to do. OK, may be there is, but where do I start from? While the wife accompanies her family every Sunday, occasionally with friends on the weekdays and Saturdays, what do I do normally?

Simple . . .

Just rot.

Why? Because I am always at home rotting away while I search for jobs, and pray to God hoping He would answer my prayers. Occasionally play with the dog and the kids, read the Twilight series which I am on my last book of it. Boring isn't it to do the same things everyday.

May be I won't be bored the next week. Lalala . . .

And since Christmas is like 4 days away, any plans for the celebration? See, the inverted Christmas tree! I want one, but you know my parents. They'll nag. But whatever, I am happy with my small little Christmas tree that the wife bought for me last December before she flies to China. Yup, because she knows how much I wanted a tree, she just got me one from Daiso. Lalala . . .

My plans for the Christmas is simple. I'll sleep late at night counting down, then I'll wake up late stretching my lazy bones before I get myself off the bed. Then the rest of the day would be just rotting all the way until one of my favourite Christmas show would be played on Channel 5.

As for dinner, hopefully my aunt doesn't invite us over. But if she does, I'll skip going there giving my TV program as an excuse while the mother is off to bring some Christmas food back.

Who wants to sing Christmas Carole with me?

Ah . . .
May be I can visit Orchard for a walk this Christmas season. But the wife is so ever busy, I am still waiting. Sigh . . .