Wow…it’s been soo long since I last came in here..and so much to write about. But the sensational piece has got to be the story about the maid who upped and left last week. Of course to make the runaway story more dramatic, she left my precious 7yo all alone at home.
We’ve been having trouble with her for several months now and my many issues with her culminated with the discovery of a handphone amongst her things and a bag all packed and ready to go last Sunday. When confronted she denied her intention to run away but because she could not make the handphone go poof! she admitted to owning it, but not before creating some story involving the maid 2 doors from us. “Kawan Ani tuuk, dia pinjam uwang Ani, terus bila dia tak boleh bayar dia beri aja handphone sama Ani. Dia punya banyak handphone”
So after the handphone and packed bag on Sunday, silly me was supposed to take her passport to keep at the office..I checked that it was still where it should be but I forgot to put it away. The next few days she was rather bold and that fueled my anger further. I made no bones about my discontent. She was clearly displaying her attitude bordering on being rude to me and I tolerated none of it.
Then came Thursday. I spoke to her over the phone mid morning and once again she was rather curt which made me quite mad. Around 2 in the afternoon, hubby dropped by the house to pick something up, she was ‘alive and well” and came to the front gate to hand it to him. Then just before 3.30 Haqim called, absolutely frantic and sobbing “Mom, I can’t find kakak..mom, I can’t find kakak..I’m all alone Mom…and the front gate is not closed” I don’t think I can forget the fear I heard in his voice..Needless to say, Mom was literally shaking..and boiling mad..
Later that day I realized she had left us a note on the fridge..apologizing profusely. For running away and for stealing her passport. The next day I had help in cleaning the house, the dry area at the back was particularly filthy and yes, I found her passport along with other documents she had taken from the file stashed in a plastic bag near the washing machine…..aaah…the sigh of satisfaction never felt so good.
Yea, yea, it could have been worse. Those who run away with their employer’s kids, or stealing money and others, mine left the house intact. She even did all the dishes.
So our life without a maid has begun. And in all honesty, it is quite bearable. The boys chip in and have their own chores. Haqim insisted he doesn’t want to be “just a helper, I want a job Mom, I’m part of this family too”. Arief has been the true Arief with that entrepreneurial spirit, “so that 5 ringgit for washing Haqim’s school shoes, is that for sebelah or what ma..?”
For the moment I am enjoying the stress free life without that constant headache only a maid can give you. For how long, don’t ask. My bones are tired but the house is still standing, the kids are still alive and kicking and I must tell you..during part of the weekends – the idea of having the whole house to yourself, I mean just me and hubby…hmm....hahaha…
And so, despite the runaway maid, there is still hope and life after all…
We’ve been having trouble with her for several months now and my many issues with her culminated with the discovery of a handphone amongst her things and a bag all packed and ready to go last Sunday. When confronted she denied her intention to run away but because she could not make the handphone go poof! she admitted to owning it, but not before creating some story involving the maid 2 doors from us. “Kawan Ani tuuk, dia pinjam uwang Ani, terus bila dia tak boleh bayar dia beri aja handphone sama Ani. Dia punya banyak handphone”
So after the handphone and packed bag on Sunday, silly me was supposed to take her passport to keep at the office..I checked that it was still where it should be but I forgot to put it away. The next few days she was rather bold and that fueled my anger further. I made no bones about my discontent. She was clearly displaying her attitude bordering on being rude to me and I tolerated none of it.
Then came Thursday. I spoke to her over the phone mid morning and once again she was rather curt which made me quite mad. Around 2 in the afternoon, hubby dropped by the house to pick something up, she was ‘alive and well” and came to the front gate to hand it to him. Then just before 3.30 Haqim called, absolutely frantic and sobbing “Mom, I can’t find kakak..mom, I can’t find kakak..I’m all alone Mom…and the front gate is not closed” I don’t think I can forget the fear I heard in his voice..Needless to say, Mom was literally shaking..and boiling mad..
Later that day I realized she had left us a note on the fridge..apologizing profusely. For running away and for stealing her passport. The next day I had help in cleaning the house, the dry area at the back was particularly filthy and yes, I found her passport along with other documents she had taken from the file stashed in a plastic bag near the washing machine…..aaah…the sigh of satisfaction never felt so good.
Yea, yea, it could have been worse. Those who run away with their employer’s kids, or stealing money and others, mine left the house intact. She even did all the dishes.
So our life without a maid has begun. And in all honesty, it is quite bearable. The boys chip in and have their own chores. Haqim insisted he doesn’t want to be “just a helper, I want a job Mom, I’m part of this family too”. Arief has been the true Arief with that entrepreneurial spirit, “so that 5 ringgit for washing Haqim’s school shoes, is that for sebelah or what ma..?”
For the moment I am enjoying the stress free life without that constant headache only a maid can give you. For how long, don’t ask. My bones are tired but the house is still standing, the kids are still alive and kicking and I must tell you..during part of the weekends – the idea of having the whole house to yourself, I mean just me and hubby…hmm....hahaha…
And so, despite the runaway maid, there is still hope and life after all…
2 comments:
i love ur new blog layout!looks n feels more professional plak, like reading out of a magazine...he he...ker gambar tht woman sleeping on her laundry thts givin tht illusion. ;P
on the maid issue, well like u said - good riddance!!!
Thanks..! I cahnged it right about the time I was depressed with my bday in April...! haha..
The maid thing is, oh well...enuf said..
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