Diary of an OFW in Macau

Monday - Typhoon 8?

Oct 9, 2023

8:17am - I woke up at 4am but it didn't feel right so I lay on bed. I want to sleep more but I don't feel well rested. I did close my eyes at around past 2am. Aiya, I feel so tired I can't fall asleep. Add to the internet. I keep on surfing the news.

Then I realize, I didn't boil water to cool down for the kids. The teen and the child need to pack their water. So I hurriedly woke at around past 6am that turn 6:30 before I got dressed and somewhat refreshed. Keeping my bladder tight I manage to boil some water then rush to the toilet. When I return I pick litters up. But then I remember that I should have my coffee first. So I did with a slice of bread. About this time the mother should be awake and preparing. But no. So I surf the net and it's typhoon.

Aigoo, I feel burdened la. Seeing that the employer did my work. Well, considering that Im new here this is acceptable excuse. They should have called me to bring those things inside. The ones at the balcony. Good thing none are heavy. It's just boxes and empty crates for laundry. As well as hangers, currently used detergents, shoe boxes and couple of shoes. Also the umbrella rack.

After eating the piece of bread I collected the clothes brought in by the employer and the small things left at the balcony. Then I proceed to wipe all over. I will mop later. When anty langsa is up at about 9am. Hehe. I did finish the computer room. I tidied everything I can except the bathrooms and sleeping rooms. Hopefully the teen stays inside but no. I'm sure I will need to go clean later. Aiya. So tired.

It's raining heavy so I guess the employers will stay. No classes too.

11:23am - anty langsa came later. About 10:20 plus. She came with bought market goods. Fresh ones. She then show me how to measure the meat dish of the kid. Crap, I'm scared. My measurement isn't on par with a little. I prefer if it's in teaspoon measurements but she directly put on and say a little of this and that. Wow, that's deep. 🤦 😱

The masters bedroom is vacated but I am cleaning the vegetable. I did it in haste then wash my hands. I plan on using hand soap but there are food in the sink so I opt for the second best. Use sanitizing alcohol then go fold and clean the masters room. The cr is closed and I was told by winsy that I shouldn't enter closed doors. It was also closed yesterday. I'm worried. That's a cr. It's shower isn't used but the toilet is functioning. Im itching to clean it. I plan to do so today but I went to the nearby toilet to wash the used mop then I will return to open that closed door. But when I'm done and ready, I find the female employer laying down. 🙊 Crap. I hastily grab the slightly wet towel used to dry the wiped surface of things then scram. 😖 haha. So embarrassing. I hope she didn't get disturbed. I forgot I left that dry towel there. No. I did leave it there planning to use it on cleaning the semi cr but that's not a good thing. Hehe. ☺️

Oh right. 🤭 I seem to unravel a decor. It's a small piece which can be put together like a puzzle but it took me time to try and place them together. Yet I only sweat ton and never got them in one piece. 😵 I got so confused how it happened. So I put it back in two parts. The top and bottom. I can't piece them in the middle. I even have the tail as clue but I still can't. I again try to put them together after cleaning the masters room but still can't figure it out. Aiya, that's quit harsh. It's definitely not missing any piece. I swear. I just can't find how it's assembled. Honest. I even thought of asking the kids help but I got shy. I'll ask anty langsa afterwards. If theres nothing to do in the afternoon.

Oh yeah, the teen got up for breakfast but closed her room. So I can't go and clean there. It was not totally closed at first but she saw me and went back to close it tightly. Hehe. I know girl. You don't want to be disturbed. She is at the age where it don't feel good laying back down when a hired help cleans up. And honestly that room will take time since there is a complete comfort room. I try my best to dry the cr when they are at home so they can use it at once after I'm done.

Oh dear, I'm hungry. My stomach is growling. I did eat a piece of bread earlier. I want to grab a piece again but anty langsa might get annoyed like last Saturday when I eat a piece of bread after cleaning. She told me to eat breakfast and from her tone she doesn't like me eating during work hours. Oh dear, no snack. I want snacks. I'm salivating inside. Especially the fruits in the ref. I want to stretch my hands for them but I'm not sure if I can. That's why I prefer having a different meal like in the Philippines. Maids aren't allowed to touch their employers things there. Here it's shared I think. Sort of.

12:47noon - done eating lunch. I only need to clean the teens room. She didn't fully close the door this time so I'm contemplating if I should go and clean. But again I'm hesitant. I'm still at a loss here on what I should and shouldn't be doing. Really its not fun experience not having a fully disclosed job description. Well, a housemaid is all around help I guess but I wish there are global job descriptions for such. Unlike now where I'm sitting on edges awaiting for something or any order. 😑 I'm really no good with people. I get along well when I'm a preschool substitute teacher (illegally cause I have no license and im not getting paid) or when I'm dealing with geriatric patients. I'm best when it comes to guests/visitors or those sort. Being in a salon and customer service got me bad habits. Aiya, I really hope I won't mess this up. Leaving with people more so a family for long isnt a reality for me. They will soon get angry or something. Like always. 😌 Oh I'm so great at irritating people to you see. They all end up hating me for some reason. I don't really get it but I don't think there are people outside my immediate direct family who cares for me. All it comes down is self interest. And mostly I'm tired giving it my all only to never receive anything back. It's starting to be hard to deal with emotional baggages. So I will let go yeah. Try to be carefree for once. Hopefully a good thing will happen. I will just earn my keep to pay my debts and earn extra for my retirement. I don't want to live long with no financial status. It's damn hard not being financially free. Urgh, I regret. I deeply regret not marrying for money. I should have flirted back then when I had the chance. It's not so bad being a complete housewife when the partner is a great provider isn't it. I don't care for the partner being ugly and all. Aigoo, I was so foolish when I was young. Getting influenced by working women stories and trying my best to be one. It's better to be a slut and be kept. I don't mind. As long as I live a salted fish life. Maybe next time on my next life. Nah, I wish it now. Next time is another me.