What a year! Megan said she must be the Megan of all Megans in 2024 - very pleased with how everything panned out. Morgan also cemented 2024 as one of his best years. Not so sure for myself as I was mainly occupied with work. Impressively, Kenneth stepped up and did an amazing job, securing left right center picture-perfect pose in every aspect of M&M’s life. What a good father and husband…. ho ho ho..
As I was saying, too much work last year that most of my phone photos were merry making crazy colleagues.
Scary villains of the night where Canvas managed to pull off an epic hellscape in broad daylight at their desks.
This is what I call Commitment.
Though I obviously came as 路人甲, which my CEO failed miserably to appreciate. What can I say? Lack of imagination in management’s bloodlessness of logic and reason.
Woo. Is that Guanyin drinking alcohol by the bar? Naughty naughty gal.
Mimi said I was too spontaneous with my activities with M&M and should be more consistent. I did try to be like Lily and bake a fresh loaf of bread every week but consistency and discipline were … boring. The best we putted together this year were some random egg tarts, sausage rolls, Xmas cookies etc
Learning to make onigiri was essential after Japan trip.
Tangyuan making was more a last minute “I found glutinous rice flour!” episode. Yes, maybe I should be more consistent as Meggie had been whispering “tiramisu” in my ears for the past few months. (I couldn’t find lady’s fingers!!!)
Meggie’s food making involvement was also on and off as she officially entered Teenager Phase and that meant - MOODY… Learnt that as a mother, you can’t win your kid. Just ride the phase out, Mimi advised. She is right, as usual.
Thought Meg would continue with her crochet business but, too labor intensive – money hard to earn, bored… all that yarn became more secret stashes somewhere in the house. May they see daylight one fine year.
Instead, working on more time-consuming Paper Mache art… Dotter is good at what she does, so proud of her….
Morg continued to produce more digital comics. I printed them into proper books and he was absolutely horrified with the square format, accusing his publisher of not respecting his artistic directions of everything landscape…
Very hard to please, these Gen Z divas.
Though the main gig remained off limits to human ears, the passion still burned strong. I loved my flutes enough to make new bags for them…. (final product pending Mimi to machine sew my work of love together)
Since flair and aptitude, I have none, I invested great effort to look good in 2024.
Attempted to charm my way around with Eye Lashes Extensions. Did you guys see it? Did you? Verdict – Not being able to rub my eyes with my knuckles every morning was an irritating and unpleasant way to start a new day. OUT!
Tried elevating my status to goddess level with Pretty Pretty Nails! Verdict – LOVE, felt so ladylike... 3 weeks later… What? Need to go back salon to remove this before I can cut my nails short? Total waste of time!! Nope.
Practiced smiling in the mirror so my face looked less round captivating. Verdict – very tough call for a resting bitch face.
Concluded that in life, one cannot 既要，都要，还要.
Then I had to fix this ceiling downlight. I mean, I needed to change a light bulb. How hard could it be? Translated into many-many days of mental burden, many-many ups and downs the ladder, multiple tips from different light shops staffs, youtube videos, tampering with circuit board…. AND cutting the whole wire instead of exposing more copper!!!!!!
Once again, I thought I was a “site” person but obviously not – never even knew this tool existed… "Hello Hello Electrician? HERE Take my money!" Totally drove my self-esteem down a spiral of deep reflections.
But seriously, 2024 was different. 2024 felt different.
Hard to pin down what, but there was this barely noticeable yet seismic shift within myself. First thing I noticed was the interminable boredom of dinner parties chatting about vitamins and humid weather. So numbing that my sub conscience haunting, amidst mindless noise, that things, if not started here and now will fade into nothingness.
It was not an anxiousness. More like, I somehow settled on a very simple and evenly paced way of organizing myself. Mateusz Brodowicz explained it best in “The symbolism of time in modern novels” - The future, that infinite horizon of innovation and progress, segregated its contents into measurable, attainable units which were made accessible to administrations, to techno-science. They became an element of calculability, a passive subject of social planning and control.
Time spanned outward and life sequence broken down into manageable portions slotted into place neatly. I just strolled peacefully down this passage of time closing box after box. Wait a minute, am I enlightened?
2025.
It was forecasted that this snake year will be a year of change for the horses. Hohoho.... LinkedIn, here I come after 10 years.... 2024 had not been the easiest of years for both Ken and me. But we both certainly agree with M&M – 2024 was a year very well spent.
