If you know me all too well, you'd know at an instant that I won't be home for no reason at all. Of course I miss my family and friends, but besides that, I'm good at where I'm at right now. So for the long weekend, we flew home for the launching of my brother's men's clothing line.
I'm well aware of my purpose; that I'd be in charge of whatever and wherever my brother has left off. Which would mean, all the store preparations, plus a whole lot more on the sides. So come Friday I asked for as much labor force I could get a hold of to help me with, since the store was closed for a good two weeks to give way to all the renovations.
While I was running around for all those last minute installation and other preparations, my little girl was busy on her own. One thing about my daughter that I haven't said here before is that she's very domesticated. And she's good at it, especially listing down items or organizing the process, I can honestly rest my mind as soon as I give her the instructions.
Kiara: "Can I help?"
Janiz: "What do you want to do?"
Kiara: "Anything."
Janiz: "Later if the clothes are here, you can help with the inventory."
My brother on the other hand needs more time in his hands. He's got professors to attend to and tour around the city. All that while using whatever help he can get to get the work done. He's not having a child, not anytime soon, but I think he's got the same feeling any man go through just before he turns into a dad. You know, feeling high and scared at the same time? That's how he was. He's launching his baby soon for everyone to see.
Too much running around looses much juice. Anyone would know I am busy just by looking at me. I look really bad! hahaha I can't even spare a second to look at the camera. I was clearly unaware, or basically I had too much on my mind.
We were on overtime. The mall management politely kicked us out of the mall since it's a little over 9pm -- way past mall hours I guess. So the day is done, yet so much is still left undone. Tomorrow will be the day, a good few hours of running around yet again.
