It has already been a long while ago for I've have spent such an agreeable and productive weekend as the one which just passed. Action immediately started after shutting down my Lenovo and heading to Brussels to pick up my best friend. For her, a concert was awaiting. Both amazed and half deaf after the performance, we headed to Archiduc for a glass of wine where two gorgeous waiters were working. A great way to celebrate the start of the (extended!) Eastern weekend of three days, woohoo! Saturday was relatively procrastinated, as I've spent way too much time on preparing for Sunday than I should have. But Saturday is the day before Sunday, which is the day that you realize this is the last day of your weekend, the period in which you can do whatever you want to do, but which is almost ending. However, as Monday was also off, no pressure from my side to feel rushed. Thus, half of my Saturday was consumed by non-of-importance business. Sunday, the big day, the day I've been waiting for for the past few months: Brocante! Location: sea side! Luck factor: no clouds, only sun! After using the full capacity of my Mini back trunk and passenger space, with the companionship of John Mayor, cruised down the high ways to the sea. Our goal: get rid of our garbage (read: highly fashion sensible women's wear) and earn some dimes! After a long day of standing, bargaining, smiling, having fun, we managed to sell 70% of our stuffs, earning a two zero numbered amount of cash :) Yes happy me. However, the money would not be spent without any goal: the goal is to live minimalisitic. After a long time of realizing that we can survive with only a backpack and a couple of shirts, I've finally decided to sell off all what I don't need (though like) and the invest the money in something long term. No more selling off and re-filling my closet again. If you're thinking about pension or buying a house then you're not even close. Perhaps travel, perhaps re-eductation. Not really sure yet where the money will go, but this time it will be invested in something that I would like to do.
Monday, today, a day I've called out to be parent's day (since last week Tuesday). I'm glad I stick to it, though not driving to Lille or anywhere outside the borders, but we as a family counting the dad, mum and myself, have finally had quality time - a term which is quite alien within my family, or misunderstood, that might be also it. However, today, with the incredible awesome weather as our witness, I drove my parents to Brussels for some good food at Arcadi Café. I loved them being happy, I hope to be happy like this all the time, this type of joyfullness of being glad to be a part of this family. Everyone was satisfied and glad for once. Guess, I wasn't the only one realizing it. After six, when my dad & mum should get ready for the restaurant, they made the impulsive choice of closing it down for one eve. I was surprised and happy as if an old dream has come true. As child growing up in this type of environment, you sometimes feel really lonely, especially if you don't have any brothers or sisters and your parents refuse to spend time with you as they choose to work hard. But today, after almost 15 years, without my insistence, they surprised me to spontaneously close down the restaurant for one night. Yes, it made my day, again. I took my mum to a nearby park, with the sunset as the background and its reflection of the lake, the view was quite idyllic. The eve ended with some okay Vietnamese food.
It might be sounding like a summing up of only the activities, which it is, but between the lines, you'll find a person who has long waited for a moment of peace at heart, and this weekend has offered her this feeling of satisfaction.
At this moment in time, reflecting back on the days past, I can call myself happy and grateful.
Good night.
Monday, today, a day I've called out to be parent's day (since last week Tuesday). I'm glad I stick to it, though not driving to Lille or anywhere outside the borders, but we as a family counting the dad, mum and myself, have finally had quality time - a term which is quite alien within my family, or misunderstood, that might be also it. However, today, with the incredible awesome weather as our witness, I drove my parents to Brussels for some good food at Arcadi Café. I loved them being happy, I hope to be happy like this all the time, this type of joyfullness of being glad to be a part of this family. Everyone was satisfied and glad for once. Guess, I wasn't the only one realizing it. After six, when my dad & mum should get ready for the restaurant, they made the impulsive choice of closing it down for one eve. I was surprised and happy as if an old dream has come true. As child growing up in this type of environment, you sometimes feel really lonely, especially if you don't have any brothers or sisters and your parents refuse to spend time with you as they choose to work hard. But today, after almost 15 years, without my insistence, they surprised me to spontaneously close down the restaurant for one night. Yes, it made my day, again. I took my mum to a nearby park, with the sunset as the background and its reflection of the lake, the view was quite idyllic. The eve ended with some okay Vietnamese food.
It might be sounding like a summing up of only the activities, which it is, but between the lines, you'll find a person who has long waited for a moment of peace at heart, and this weekend has offered her this feeling of satisfaction.
At this moment in time, reflecting back on the days past, I can call myself happy and grateful.
Good night.
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