Starting fresh

So last Friday i left office with the thoughts of "what a busy Monday and Friday i'll have next week".

..and came back three days later to find my drawers were wide open.

Oh no, i thought. Then I saw my distraught superior, and it confirms my gut telling me my laptop has been stolen.

So my Monday became free and easy, no thanks to the thief.. but not without some hassle to keep me busy. Had to report a theft case, and the procedure certainly kept me occupied throughout the day.

I think I became numb that day. I was sad, yes, but really there isn't anything my tears can do about it. I was thinking of the data kept inside that machine, that consisted of 5 whole years working here. EVERYTHING, really.

But somehow Allah made me calm and patient throughout this whole episode. He made me realize, time and time again, that nothing really lasts forever. Everything is temporary, either ours or not. That realization kept me grounded and still few smiles came out from me.

I don't know if i'll get every info back, but now as I'm typing using a new one (Thank you, dear big boss! Now i have no excuse of not completing my job!) I realize this is a fresh start of things. New set of folders, new set of data.. Of course this means starting some task from scratch.. but you gotta do what you gotta do, right?

But what i hate the most now, is that I have to go home everyday with an extra bag.. in addition to my pumping bag and hand bag. This means:

 (i) every pit stop at petrol station or hypermarket must be carefully planned. for solat purpose, then i have to lug it with me. other matters, just freaking go home and wait til weekend

(ii) things that used to be in my handbag (keys, wallet, make up pouch) will now be transferred to the laptop bag.. which is dangerous because it always sits on our backs!

(iii) careful placement in my car during driving

Really, you genius thief.. I wouldn't mind you taking it, but please complete all my pending work til end of this year.