morning rush

Main Entry: rush

Pronunciation: \ˈrəsh\

 intransitive verb

1: to move forward, progress, or act with haste or eagerness or without preparation

transitive verb

1: to push or impel on or forward with speed, impetuosity, or violence

2: to perform in a short time or at high speed

3: to urge to an unnatural or extreme speed <don't rush me>

4: to run toward or against in attack : charge

saya setuju dengan semua takrifan di atas! may I add another definition, Merriam-Webster?

morning rush

Pronunciation: \ˈmȯr-niŋ\ ˈrəsh\

 : the act of dragging oneself out of bed, expressing one’s baby’s feed for the day, getting oneself and one’s very grumpy 3.5-year-old kid ready for school, dragging a grumpy 3.5-year-old while balancing a sleeping baby and bags to the car and transporting all to the babysitter and schools by 0730 hrs.

That about sums up the past week. Ilyas has started going to Cik Ani, Ilhan’s former fantastic babysitter and he’s settling in well. He’s such a darling for sleeping through the night now, waking up only once at night only occasionally.  So beauty sleep masih maintain.

I’ve started doing flexi-adjunct teaching again at my alma mater/former workplace. I sense a different climate here now under new leadership – if I had still been in service I probably would not have left. But well, cest la vie. I’d be lying if I say I’m not tempted to re-join the service for the money – just take a walk round the school carpark and you’ll see all the gleaming cars with SJ_ license plates – but..nahh…

Which reminds me…the 11 July deadline is looming near, and I’ve finally decided that I’m not going ahead with the speech therapy MSc at NUS. With our whereabouts for the next 5 years still undecided, a course costing $50,000 and a bond worth 4 years and well over $50K is not something I think I should commit to. Plus, after doing the sums again, it’ll be hard to get by on the allowance they give. And all these IF I get the sponsorship in the first place.

Anyhow, the same course at La Trobe or Macquarie will cost a third of that for permanent residents, which makes more sense. That is again, IF we decide to go back.

*sigh*. So hard to plan amidst all IFs.

So I’ve decided to prioritise and be practical; now is neither the best time to be having a quarter/mid-life crisis calling for a career switch, nor is it the time to be a pseudo tai-tai/SAHM. For now I’ll just stick to what I’ve been doing while crafting a gameplan for the The Hasbern to try usurp his boss John Thain’s cushy job.

In the mean time, I’ll savour watching the antics of these two :)