' journey.of.life: October 2015

Saturday, 24 October 2015

Officially lost my previous blog

OK.
It's official now

I lost my nur-akmar.blogspot.com that I have been using since 2009.
I must blame Google 2-step verification thingy.

I DID NOT forget my username or password.
I simply signed in from my new house (which obviously used a diff IP address), and Google detected me as suspicious, and kept wanting to send the verification code to my phone number (which I do not use anymore).
And the questions they asked me to retrieve the password were absurd!
They did not ask the common security questions like "What is your pet name?" or "What is your mother's maiden name?"

Instead, the questions were like "When did you last able to sign into your account?"
and "What other Google services do you use with this account and when did you start using them?"

Duh, like I can remember.

So yea, my last resort was to bring my laptop to mum's house (that means using my usual device and usual IP address).
And nooooo Google still detected me as suspicious.
Burn you Google.

So I need to start all over again, in this blog.
Now I need to just tweak this blog theme a little more.

-Because life is a test-

Cheers!

Tuesday, 20 October 2015

GROWING UP

I’ve been married for 6 months now.

6 months!

And I’ve moved out of my mum’s house into a rented apartment with my husband (even saying “husband” out loud is still weird for me sometimes)

So yea, since I started working 10 months ago, my life turned upside down.
I got so busy with my more-than-80 working hours every week, losing my social life; missing birthdays, weddings and gatherings (not yet funeral, though!)

I was very fortunate that my workplace is near to mum’s place and mum has a maid. So 6 months ago, my clothes and food were catered for.
I woke up to a breakfast (or at least a packed breakfast) and came home to a dinner, with my clothes ironed for me everyday.
I need not do the laundry, my room was vacuumed every week and my off day (only one a week!) can be spent sleeping, without worrying about marketing, cooking or washing.

So you can imagine how worrying it was for me thinking how life would be after the wedding, and the moving out.

6 months fast forward, I am still surviving, well.

I managed to do my laundry.
I cook once in a while.
I iron our clothes every week.
I managed to clean the toilet once a week or so.

My apartment is not full of stacked papers and files, unwashed dishes and piles of unwashed clothes hidden in corners or under the bed.

I don’t know how I did it.

Lots of help from dear husband of course.
And of course too, my mum and maid come by once a month for a few hours to help me with the ironing and floor mopping.
It may also be because I have become a bit more accustomed to this busy house officer life, so I was not as exhausted as when I first started working.

But hey, I still manage it, without going crazy or having a fight with dear husband.
Some supposedly modern feminist might say, why do I put the responsibility of taking care of the household on me?
Well, I was thinking about it too.
Islam has never said the woman of the house is responsible of the house chores.
But why do I feel that the duty is on me?
Well I suppose it is because the society has drilled it upon us.

Thank God, Akmal is far from the male-chauvinist type.
He would be the one putting our groceries into the fridge while I change.
He would be the one folding the clothes while I iron our working attires.
And he would be the one choosing chickens to buy in supermarket :-D

Of course, there were still times when we forgot to throw our garbage in the kitchen, that when both of us got home exhausted from being oncall, the smell of “fermented garbages” welcomed us. We swore to ourselves not to forget throwing the garbage, EVER AGAIN.
And the times where we were so tired to cook that we called pizza for dinner (I so hope restaurants start delivery services for nasi goreng, nasi lemak and those sorts).

We are still learning, and growing up.

-Because life is a test-

Monday, 19 October 2015

First Post

OK.

So this is my first post in this new blog, since Google has successfully locked me out of my own 6 year old nur-akmar.blogspot.com :(

I hate the 2-step-verification of Google.

At one point, I could not sign into my account if I do not provide my phone number. And now, I do not have access to that number anymore, hence I could not retrieve the code they sent to me.

And mind you, I DID NOT forget my username or password. I simply logged in from a location I’ve never logged in from before (well, I moved house!)

Hence Google detected me as “suspicious”




It is that verification code that I am stuck at.

Burn you, Google.

Now I have to start all over again.