My friends know how forgetful I can be. It bothers me to see that quality in Noah, though. So, for days now, I’ve been badgering my 8-year old about how to plan his activities well so he does not forget things like his assignment notebook at school — this has become an upsetting, common occurrence lately. I suggested, during dismissal, before he runs out to play with his classmates, the first thing he should do is to make sure his homework notebook and other books are in his bag.
When I dropped him off at school after another talk yesterday morning, he kissed and hugged me. And as I was about to leave, he pulled me close and said:
Noah: “Daddy, I remember what you said!”
Noah: “I will plan so I don’t forget things!”
I felt so proud watching him walk into school. Wow, I got through to him finally, I thought!
And then I realized he left his lunchbox with me.
image from crashtestdaddy’s instagram
I haven’t felt this good in a long time.
It’s inevitable, I guess. You can’t ignore your body for long. An aching here, a throbbing pain there, you can’t manage a flight of stairs without panting…and wrinkles!
I’m having a hard time not using the word ‘abusive’ for the way I’ve been living in this body.
So three weeks ago, I started juicing fruits and vegetables at home. The next day, I bought a blender for the office and I’ve been alternating super fruits pineapples or soursop with super veggies moringa, spinach and cucumber, daily. To make sure I get ’em fresh and healthy, I’ve been going to the weekend Salcedo Market in Makati for organic food supplies: i.e. Himalayan Salt to replace table salt, fresh greens like kale and spinach.
Then, last week, I quit smoking. I cheated last Tuesday and smoked two sticks with a client but got a headache after — I guess this means my body’s really saying goodbye to those sick sticks.
And then, the kicker: this morning, I actually did 100 push ups!
Hahaha! What is happening to me?!?