never again

i cannot believe how fast time flies. it is already the end of january. i am still not used to writing 2011 when dating my patients records. is the world spinning faster?

another thing that reminded me of every second, minute, hour, day, month and year that passes are the pile of monochromatic wedding invites in my drawer. golden seems to be the popular hue for invites this year round. my, my, we are getting old. two down, four more to go till june and already, i am having a massive wardrobe crisis. what should i wear for the next four? looks like my resolution not to shop too much this year will be broken early...

the last wedding i attended was in sydney. ben and i left a day early so we can enjoy a little weekend getaway. or so we thought. it turned out to be a pretty exhaustive weekend, to our body, mind, and... pocket. we had few groups of friend who picked the exact same weekend to escape to sydney, thus ended up meeting up with them, catching up with the canberrans, visited the aquarium and wildlife world, sydney tower, buffet dinner, plus the wedding, all in mere two days. those did not drain my pocket much though, compared to the little debacle that occured due to my lack of analytical ability of fluid dynamic, ungratefulness and sheer carelessness. to put it simply, i left the tap on til it overflowed the tub, the bath and onto the carpet... and... into the room below. first, i blamed myself. second, i blamed the plumbing. nevertheless, i learned some great lessons from that incident.

why did i say i was ungrateful? because i was, really. we got a free upgrade that morning from a standard to a larger executive room, hence the presence of the bath. the standard room sports only a shower in a cupboard-sized bathroom/toilet. i was so elated, i wanted to use the bath. and forgotten about it. damaged that room, the room below and inconvenience a significant number of people. ben, the hotel staff, the guest in the room below, the plumber and the cleaning service who would have to come in on a sunday.

i learned about the nature of man, the nature of me, who often never appreciates what we have, even abused it. every blessing, grace and mercy we have received from the Father, often regarded to be for granted, as if we deserve it. just like that room, we didn't deserve it, we didn't pay for it. salvation, i didn't deserve it, i cannot pay for it. but we were given that room. i was given grace, was given salvation. and what did i do with that? abused it. i flooded the room. i played with sin every single day. small lies? yea no problem. hate someone? then don't give a damn about them. where is the love? but, still, the hotel was so nice to us. we only had to pay half of the damages repair cost. the Father still gives us grace, for free. is not man ungrateful?

and of course, i learned never to leave any tap on. never again.

now...

back to the wardrobe crises. help!