Volcano Eruption

I called it “volcano eruption”. Yes, suddenly my helper who stayed with me during 5 years told me that she want to resign and live by her self with her adopted son’s mother. I felt suddenly my world up side down….gosh…what should I do. Ok…it was one week ago, but now, everything seem to be better than normal.

That night my helper (my maid or savant or what ever you want to call) told me that she and her adopted son will move from my house and make her own pastry business with the real son mother. Well…it is bit complicated but that the story is.

Let me tell you bout this son 1^st so you won’t be confuse.

I knew this woman…I called her “mak cik” on 2004 when I still worked in Johor. That time I need somebody who can take care of my house and help my daughter baby sitter to take a look at her. And…this “mak cik” show up with little boy. She wants to work with us as long as we allow her to bring this little boy. This little boy is the son of her previous boss which unfortunately divorce and left this little boy to her.

From that time, the 1^st time her stories with my family begun. I teach her how to cook and made pastry. And from those experience, that what she told me she want to use now to make the business.

1^st day without her I just stood front of my kitchen. I don’t know what to do. I just realize if my kitchen was so mess!! And the worst things were…it was difficult for me to find all what I need…

I never live in my life without helper. Ok…except when I stayed abroad. But…ok…when I worked and live in Johor it wasn’t that bad. I still have helper to clean my house 3 times a week…

Hmm…my nightmare started…that what I was thinking. Ok when I lived in France I did everything alone….and I was able to clean the house (I must admit I’m not good at all on it). Ok…I took my deep breath…and start to find the tools that I might need.

Hell….all tools seem disappear! I live in 200 m2 house on 1000 m2 land and no one help me to take care of it! Not only that, I know that I’m a coward!! So I really not enjoy being alone mostly of the time.

But now…after one week…I think I can start to be proud of my self. My house cleaner than it was…and I know what I have or I don’t have. No…I’m not really kind of perfectionist person, but when I start to clean or to do something, I don’t want to miss something even if only one stains in my stove surface!

At this time, evening time in Indonesia….my house is already clean, I finish to cook my dinner (yes…I love to cook) and all clothes are already clean and pressed well…what else ? I still have time for my self to do my work. Thanks God I work alone and I can do the things from home…Somehow…sometime I think it’s not bad at all to be alone.

I know I know…it’s not easy to clean the entire house alone, but I can hire somebody to clean and to become gardener time to time. Hmm…life can be weird but easy sometime…And now…I know that my life as the princes in my family…has already over. The strange is…I start to like it!