I’ve received several private messages—both from my readers and friends—regarding my last from-my-bitter-and-angry-heart post. Kumusta na raw ba ako. Well, I’m glad to say that I am surviving. I went to work last Monday to welcome the students and teachers after the long Christmas break, then we went back to Los Banos because I wasn’t able to prepare our stuff for one whole week dahil nga haggardous ako since New Year. We were supposed to return to Sta. Rosa the following day, but when I saw the state of our house in the morning, I blew my top. I started hyperventilating because I somehow expected that either Randy or Dodong would have prepared breakfast or cleaned-up while I was taking care of Raviv that morning. Pero bilang mga lalaki, deadmabelles sila. Kotse muna bago bahay ang dapat linisin ang motto nila. So even though I was already all dressed up, I decided to stay home to do the chores. Dodong drove Raviv to Gymboree, and Randy called my mother-in-law to borrow her helper.
Domesticated Dew’s Woes
I started with the laundry. I brought the washing machine and dryer to our bathroom so I can wash clothes and clean our bathroom at the same time.
Towards the end of my laundry and bathroom cleaning task, Mama arrived with her helper. Ayan, I finally had some help, and Mama’s helper seemed to have a good head on her shoulders. Next task was to clean up the kitchen and fold the clothes that we have washed, along with the other clothes that have been washed since months ago but somehow were never ironed or folded properly.
It was quite difficult because I had to teach Mama’s helper how I wanted my clothes to be folded. I also taught her my system of arranging clothes, which is quite complicated, hehe.
But finally at 5 p.m., natapos din. Pagoda cold wave lotion ang MomsterTeacher n’yo. There were still plenty to do but at least we’ve accomplished a lot. My hands were really painful and dry (kuskos kung casks mako sa toilet bowl, with Zonrox pa!), but it felt soo good to see that our laundry basket was empty, our cabinets were full of clothes again, and our bathroom and kitchen were clean and sparkly.
Domesticated Tatay Epic Fail
When Raviv returned from Sta. Rosa with Dodong on this same day, he was sleeping fitfully. Dodong told us that something happened. When Raviv was peeing, the little boy suddenly panicked and started to whimper. Ravi wouldn’t say anything because he was shy, so Dodong peeked. ‘Yun pala, a bit of Raviv’s pitoytoy skin got stuck in his zipper, and Raviv was trying to pry it away to no avail. Imagine how it must have hurt ‘di ba? Dodong said he really felt sorry for Raviv, and asked us, “Bakit po wala siyang brief?” I looked at a guilty Randy, because Randy was the one who dressed up Raviv! You know what Randy said? He said, “E kasi ‘yung ni-ready mo pants and polo lang, walang brief.” Waaaaah! Hahahaha! I told him that I prepared the polo and pants only because I wanted to make sure they would match, and that the briefs were a given. Especially for him, because he also wears brief all. the. time! Hahaha. Mga tatay talaga!
Speaking of fathers, naalala ko. It was obvious that one of Raviv’s female schoolmates lost her nanny. Bakit kamo? Because the little girl used to go to school wearing super cute outfits and her hair would always be tidily tied up…’yung ang ku-cute ng hairstyle. That’s despite the fact that this girl’s mom works in the Metro and leaves home very early (the girl is in the afternoon class). Now when I saw her again last week, ang gulo ng buhok. Tapos wala pang dalang baon. Hehe. It reminded me of Randy and how he made Raviv go commando. And that TV commercial where the dad was taking care of his daughter and the daughter always complains because that’s not how her mommy did things. Can you remember that TV commercial?
If you follow me on Instagram, I know you’re waiting for me to tell you something big in detail. But even though I’m also affected by that thing, it’s not my story to tell. It’s Randy’s. And I think the wound is still fresh that he still can’t talk about it without getting teary-eyed. So I’ll have to wait. For the meantime, eto na lang muna. Taken almost a year ago:
Sigh. We were both lovely, weren’t we? 😀 I just had my keratin treatment here. That reminds me, I really hope I could spend time in the parlor again! Randy and I have big plans this February, so I have to get a keratin treatment na before January ends.
Christmas Helper Horror Stories
It seems I’m not the only one with helper-related Christmas horror stories. Other children at Raviv’s school also lost their nannies over the holidays. Apparently, many helpers do this: they take advantage of the Christmas spirit and graciously receive their Christmas bonuses, gifts for them (and even their whole families) and savor all the delicious foods. Afterwards, they’d do a Houdini and disappear without trace. Wala man lang ni, “K, tnx, bye!” Aside from the families at Raviv’s school, check out the comments section of my from-my-bitter-and-angry-heart post. Andami pa palang iba! I got even more comments and private messages about this on Facebook, most of them saying how much they can relate and that the same thing happened to them. Honestly, it made me feel good. I mean I felt bad for the commenters’ plights because, hello, relate na relate! But it felt good to know we are not alone. Christmas tradition pala ito, hehe. Ngayon lang ako na-inform.
So in the next Christmas, I plan to give Christmas gifts after our helpers return after their New Year’s vacation. And maybe I’ll tell them that I will give separation pays (that would depend on the length of their service) IF they tell me in advance (at least 1 month) when they’re leaving. That way, I won’t be caught off-guard. And they could train pa their replacement. If they leave without permission, manghinayang na lang sila.
Do you have other tips on how to ensure our helper/workers would at least ask permission when they leave? Or do you have more horror stories? Dali, I’d love to hear it!
K, tnx. Bye!
But I swear, I’ll be back! Have a great day!