Yes, weekend is here. I don't know whether to rejoice or not because my weekends are no longer restful.
I went back to the farm really early so I could get some packing done quickly. A church kindergarten had ordered our gardening products as part of their lesson plan. It's important for children to experience the growing process so that they can learn. We're already getting feedback from some parents about how excited and impatient their kids are in seeing the seeds germinate.
We've sent emails to teachers to remind the kids not to drown the young seedlings with too much water. It has happened in one preschool. Every kid who walks by waters the plants until the poor vegetables died.
I dropped by best friend's house in the afternoon to send her some stuff and was invited to lunch with the family out in the patio. Of course, we spent more time discussing about how to improve the business more than anything else.
Then I hurried home to be with my kids who have been so understanding yet I feel are getting quite neglected during the weekends. SK has gone out to study together with his friends, and YK's easy to handle. I went to the fishfarm with him and now I'm in his good books again.
Rusty's eye ball is still blood red. Most people, even the vet, were puzzled with the condition. I guess we can only tell what's wrong after meeting the eye specialist on Monday. I forsee a huge medical bill coming. He's now hiding under the desk because he could sense a storm coming.
Pity the weather's been gloomy and cloudy all day. It's mid-autumn festival, a day where family and friends gather to admire the bright mid-autumn moon and eat mooncakes. Looking at the weather, I doubt the moon will be visible tonight but who knows, sometimes miracles do happen.