The rat race…

"Money is not the prime asset in life. Time is..."

There is a saying: Anyone who lives within their means suffer from a lack of imagination...

I was in a meeting with the officials from our Spanish counterpart when the topic of me retiring before the end of year cropped up again. ‘Why do you want to retire now? You are still young – unless you already have lots of money…’ I told him that I am reaching my official retirement age, unless my organisation would offer to extend my employment on a contract basis, which I doubt they would. A little arrogance here but no offence intended, if they do offer me, I would politely decline. But needless to say, many will scramble to accept the offer, for the pay is much, much more that being offered elsewhere.

For most people wealth is measured in dollars and cents but for me wealth is measured in term of time. If I stop working today, how many years can I cover all my living expenses? If the answer is forever, then I am wealthy. Like most people, I have struggled with saving enough money at the end of every month to meet my retirement goals. I want to be wealthy and free from the bonds of employment and free from debts.

My advice, to my children especially, there are no hard and fast rules but if you really put your mind into it, you potentially can achieve your goals quite easily. One thing for sure, you have to clear your debts and change the lifestyles that forever keep you stuck in the daily rat race.

Left with memories…

"Death is one enemy none can escape. It’s a part of life, and memories a part of living..."

I was surprised to receive a message from a friend this morning. After reading the short text, I was for a while lost for words. Nothing came to mind. I could feel the sadness for the loss of a beloved father, yet nothing I can say or offer will be consoling enough to erase or lessen the grief.

My condolences to the family. Al-fatihah...

Memories are all that are left.
Each becomes a well-worn photograph.
Missing is the warmth, the touch, the heft
Of life, the smile, the reassuring laugh...

Fasten your seatbelts…

"Happiness is a gift. And the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes..."

Thank goodness the tutorials for my new car only took two hours on Sunday morning. If not we would have missed the wedding in KL and the appointment in Melaka.

It may take a while for me to get use to the gadgets and idiot lights but I guess it is good to know of the high standard of travelling safety the car has to offer. Hopefully I would not be easily distracted or startled with the accessories. With my style of driving, knowing where the accelerator and the brakes are, is good enough for me.

But when and if I need to prove my mad driving skills, I may, one of these days take up the offer to drive at Sepang F1 track.

Stressful life...

"It's better to be extremely happy for a short while than to be just 'okay' for your whole life..."

Lately my life is busier and more stressful!

The whole morning was spent in bed, trying my best to nurse my ailing back. I had taken loads of medicines but the muscle pain still persists. My upper back is now painful as I sit at work longer. The stresses and pressures are greater when I rest and relax less, and I am under more strain lately. On top of that I have to bear with my gastric pain too.

The back pain has left me depressed but I am not going to allow it to spoil my weekend with the kids. Lunch time today, all in the family went to Segambut for a kenduri aqiqah. The afternoon was spent resting and napping. We had family dinner at ‘Just Thai’ in 1-Utama and later with Sara and Fitri, we watched the movie ‘Iron Man 2’.

A little pampering...

"Life is hard, but its good to be alive..."

My backache is bothering me again…

Today is my first day in the office after being away. I was expecting my diary to be free. But somehow news of the court case postponement has reached many. And they scrambled to block my time. I am disappointed. Any conscientious person with half a brain and even a little heart instinctively knows that I need some space to clear my emails and in-trays.

And it was also to hubby’s disappointment when I was not overly excited when he showed me my 55th birthday present. But then when I looked at the model, it was love at first sight. I love it and I know that the cost will dent whatever savings that we have. We have chosen the model and color and made the booking, even our special number plate is already available for use.

It is many months too early before my birthday but there is no harm for me to indulge in a little bit of pampering…