PAM’s Planner Soiree happened last weekend but I was not there

The Planner Addict Malaysia  (PAM) committee members organized a 12 hour soiree last weekend, offering workshops, talks, food and swag bags for attendees. The fee was appropriate but Timing was not really on my side. It’s not that I had a big event happening. It’s just one of those Weekend Dilemma for a woman with hobbies.

It’s one of those guilty feelings of having to leave your kids to attend something non compulsory. Especially when you have just attended another one the weekend before. Or you’re scheduled for another weekend activity without the kids in 2 weeks time. To be honest, I don’t really know how to explain.

Somehow it is fine to work on something at home with the kids around you despite them probably on a video game or just messing up your folded laundry. ha ha ha. 

The Planner Soiree welcomed kids to the event too but with no other adult with me to help watch the kids while I do my thing, it was not possible. Plus, I don’t think both Ninie and Ee would enjoy being confined in a strange place for 12 hours. Anyway, I heard that the Swag Bag was a hit. I’d really like to see what is inside. If you happen to be a fellow PAM member, with a blog, writing about the event, please share me the link yahhh..

In the meantime, this is an attempt of me making a Plan With Me video using my Samsung A7. Its damn short. The length is enough for an IG post. ha ha.  I need to find a better angle. Better pics and music. We will build up on that skill InsyaAllah.. 

 

Credit : Music by @olivialanemusic – Hey 3AM via @hellothematic

Change demands patience

Remember the promo video I made for our upcoming Family Day?

Well, let’s just say that the precious hours I spent creating it over the weekend seems to be of no value to some people. Despite the date and venue has been pre-authorised prior to my appointment as the president of the programme – we are expected to make changes to the plan.

To the drama kings and queens, if you have already got an idea of what you’d like to do for our family day, then by all means  … such suggestions should be presented to the floor during the meeting. Not after. Not behind my back. tetiba condemn. tetiba tak puas hati.. nak gempak tapi tak nak bayar. spesis mcm ni memang aku tak faham. 

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Tackling the Problem

There are a few ways on how I can react to the news.

I can be a dick (not that I have one, perhaps I need to surgically attach one), be oblivious to the drama, go ahead with the original plan and suffer a boycott of the event.

I can also be a witch. Cancel everything and refuse to carry out any look-alike programmes for the whole year. Or if I morph into a bitchy witch, then a hiatus in clinic social activities for the next half decade. No jamuan raya whatsoever.

In the end, I choose to be an angel after a few hours of dissing ( I am human after all). Let go. Clear my head. And start all over again. At least it made me learn more about the dynamics of staff relationship within the clinic. I do know that the walls have ears. It seems that they can talk too.

HOBOMINCI

Consequently, my HoboMinci needs a revamp. I will need a big sticker to cover that FDKKC part. Thankfully I have bought new die-cuts, washi and what not from Lootersbox the other day. Through the most trustable shopping app in Msia i.e. Shopee.

Lootersbox is an online based shop that sells planner/journal related stuff and these peeps are based in Melaka. Oh how I wish that they would open a store like Stickerrific one day and hold workshops! I would be a regular patron. Sokay,  I will include them in my prayers to be successful and own a physical store. InsyaAllah. 

As of the matter earlier, I guess I just have to be patient. Keep my mouth shut. Refocus and re-prioritise. I suppose we could repurpose certain ideas. Not all are redundant.

*yawn*

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HoboMinci and side kicks

Salam and Hi. For those who have not known yet I affectionately call my hobonichi my Hobominci.

Yesterday I took the opportunity to declutter and rearrange the furniture and planner related stuff I have in my Minci Cave. As expected, there’s a lot of dust. I sneezed almost all the time but I managed to get the place in order about 70% I still have another 30% to go today. Naturally I got distracted looking into my washi tapes journalling cards and the thousand many things I have at my pretty table.

Later at night, I get to update my memory book in this particular floral book which was given by Zawaniz. I selected my photos from my archives in Google photos and that was when I realised that I don’t really have a lot of pictures with my husband. So it was very difficult to choose a photo of the both of us to go inside the book. In a way, this will remind me to snap more pictures of the both of us together.

I printed the photos on an A4 glossy paper using the Brother’s printer. I think I need to re adjust the printing settings to get the best quality photos.

Spend the best 2 hours in my Minci Cave. Today is another day of cleaning and sorting. What an awesome way to spend my Sunday.

BTS 2020 – the first formal meeting

This happened last weekend. Our first ever batch meeting regarding a reunion that will take place in Year 2020. The BACK TO SCHOOL 2020 programme.

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When our Ms President for SK9600 called out for volunteers to be in the committee to help organize and run the show – I was a bit indecisive. First of all, I wasn’t so sure if people actually remember who I was. What my name was. And comparing myself to other batchmates – I am not really at the top of my game, if you know what I mean. In other words, my inferiority complex was kicking in. Thoughts like,

orang lain ada clothing line. orang lain dah jadi specialist. nak buat sub dah. orang lain dah publish buku. orang lain dah jadi celebrity kot. orang lain anak dia dah 4. bukan setakat 4, dah masuk darjah 4 dah. orang lain kerja kt France, kat US. orang lain serve in NGO. international plak tu..

BUT THEN..

I thought to myself – if these are the srikandi’s I knew back in school, I can just sell pau for a living or not make a million bucks or how and they wouldn’t probably mind at all. Because the ladies I knew, as were going through puberty and trials of being a teenager in SBP, which is batch SK9600 – Everyone Matters.

No one is too small. No one is dispensable. No one is not important. Everyone Matters. It may not look like that in school sometimes – but deep down in everyone’s hearts especially that now we are adults, yep, Everyone Matters. Everyone is worth something.

So I volunteered and turned up for the meeting. I was glad I did. The transformation physically and personality wise of all who came – was astonishing and WOW! I couldn’t help loving them more.

We divided ourselves into 3 different committees. I raised my hand to be in the Creative Group. I am not so sure if that is the right move but somehow I was very inclined to be part of it. Macam instinct gitu. Perhaps this was the path I needed to be in to get to where I want to be. Hobonichi ambassador. LOL. I had my other vote of confidence from this video as well.

So the ball has started rolling. There is a lot to be done on top of our daily job and duties as a wife/mom. But it will be exciting and rewarding none the less. InsyaAllah.

HoboMinci : Another long weekend

I did a list of things to do. I accomplished less than half of it. I was having too much fun.

.. and this was what happened behind the scenes.

The layout of the pages in my HoboMinci is still experimental. I wanted it to be more like Amy Tangerine or Aina Kristina but I seemed to be quite frilly like Rainbowholic. Hahaha..