Cockroach in my Car

EEEEeeeek ! I hate cockroaches ! Breathe.....

Ok. So I arrived early and was parked early for my next work appointment. I am sitting in the back of my car doing some work on the laptop and was on the phone. I was looking around and noticed a small piece of black dirt stuck on the ceiling. I took a piece of tissue and removed it.

Then I started looking around and saw more pieces of black dirt on other parts of the ceiling. I also noticed some dirt on the car door panels. And one of the black dirt on the ceiling had dried water mark around it.

Did I carry anything that could have spilled dirty stuff around the car that I hadn't noticed until now ?

I walked around and cleaned up all the dirt. While I was on the phone, I was wondering where they came from. And suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw something familiar and scary. There, on the other side of the car, standing on the door panel, is a large cockroach !

I have a phobia of cockroaches... Did I tell you I hate them ?
I will try my best not to touch them. And I hate smacking them, because then it would leave the innards and slimy stuff all over everywhere. If I had to smack a cockroach in my car, I will have to sell my car (and I just bought it less than a year ago !)

So I had to spend the whole day hunting for it, hoping I can chase it out of the car. Spent the day driving everywhere meeting customers. Finally, when I got home, I sprayed insecticide all over the carpet, crevices and all.  Closed all the doors and let it cook.

The next morning, I nervously checked everywhere. Couldn't find it. Maybe it had died in the railings of my rear seat (which is under the floorboard.) Eventually, I unfolded my 3rd-row seats and there it was on the floor. I know it is dead, but I still went to the garden to grab a pair of tongs to dispose of the carcass. Not touching it with my bare hands.

When I was done, I considered throwing the tongs away.. But nah, it is used for gardening anyway.

Bloody cockroaches...

Contemplation

I am sitting on the balcony of a hotel in Port Stephens, staring into the ocean.

Once every few years or so, it seems I fall into this mood. Of wondering what I want to achieve and what my worries are and how to address them.

Today I am thinking how do I retire...
I am thinking of live and death.

And some nights I lay awake and wonder how I would die and how painful that would be and how frightened I would be.

I guess you can tell I am a "glass half full of poisonous water" type of guy.

Time for Check List ? Time for a comeback ?

I know, I know. This is not the first time I said I am making a come-back.

Coming back to the blogging world, I was reminded of my old friend KoP (Singapore Serf).
Oh how quickly time passes. And just a few days ago, my post received another comment from someone. I have always thought of making a comeback, that comment just jolted me into action. I hope this lasts.

We probably all reach some point in life where we are nostalgic and think of the past. All the various moments that we try to hold on to. I hope I am not hitting mid-life crisis.

Why do I want to come back ? I don't know. Maybe I felt my brain needs more stimulation. Maybe I need another writing avenue other than work emails and documents. Maybe I secretly yearn to be back in the limelight , albeit anonymously. I am not sure, and you will not know, but you are welcome to guess.

Check list ? Is that a work thing ? I don't know...
8 years in Australia now - check.
Have a job - check.
Have a home - check.
Enjoying life - check.
Having a beer while writing this - check.

Ok. We are go for a re launch.
Let's see how many people come back. :)