i don't know about you guys, but i do keep track of my finances.
if i were to lose track midway, double confirmation chop with guarantee that i'm not going to make till payday.
life is at bitch if you need money for almost everything in life.
they say if you've money can't buy you happiness.
well, i beg to differ.
it does plays a roll on it indirectly.
right ladies?

anyway, last saturday night, i met Lyssa.
she passed me the cupcakes that Juni bake overnight.
it was yummy.
even before the cupcakes was being snapped away, my son was the first to grab it once i opened the lid.
that ninit boy!

when i reached home, some clever person, whom i don't know who, turn da cuppy cakes upside down resulting to the smudge of words.
so no picture taken.
*upset*
WAIT.
the taste was so tempting that i never regret purchasing.
it was sweet enough.
if Lyssa didn't take the initiative to had it changed to butter something, i bet it's going to be all soo sweet and i might not be able to eat it.
thanx darling!

on Sunday, Dan attended his trial at Tumbletots.
He loved it so much that i've problem dragging him home.
just trial behaved like this what happens if i enrol him?
wahaha. that boy eh.
but i won't be able to enrol him just yet.
i'm going to give birth soon and his activeness just tires me out.
i've problem chasing after him.

i know he misses the active me.
he misses the swimming, cycling, all those outdoor activities with me.
i missed that too darling.

i did my math.
i'm still not sure if hubby pay is sufficient to keep us going.
though at times, he assured me we're going to make it through.
while other times, he's like pressurising me.
he eh!
sometimes i feel like slapping him for good.
hah!
whatever it is, i'm still bersyukur because my rezeki tak pernah terputus.
and my bank never dries.
that i'm really thankful to Allah.

i believed my kids brings us rezeki.
and i'm proud that i don't depend on my parents to buy for my kids milk or pampers or food.
all hubby taken care of.
so now, i hope i'll think less and can sleep peacefully at night and stop worrying myself about financial.

but that never happened because my dad always say, "kau nk simpan harta buat apa? bukan nya bawak mati".
it's true lah cannot bring when i died, but i can leave this fortune to my kids.
what happens if i die young?
who wants to fend my kids if i've got no savings and stuffs.
right?

the more i rant the more i think and the more i think the more i can't sleep!

bubyee everyone.