Life is Funny Like That

I sometimes find it hard to dig the humor of life.

Yesterday morning, while I was watering my precious plants, I was contemplating about my recent focus issues with life and my career, distractions and stress. I felt that I could use a short break, a getaway at some place where I could rest my mind even just for a day, because everyday I feel exhausted. Everyday I pray for motivation and drive, psych myself to keep our lives moving forward and get things done. Our trip to Casa Ibiza last weekend was supposed to be that getaway I'm craving for, but it was a failure. It wasn't the place I expected it to be. The R&R I was hoping for turned out to be D&D (disappointment and dissatisfaction). I was just lucky enough that I was with a bunch of good friends who made up for everything else.

But then, after 30 minutes of talking to myself, my friend called me up and received an unexpected invitation. She asked if I can go with her in Boracay this weekend, in an expensive hotel - all expense paid.

I said to myself, who am I to say no?

I was super surprised because: a) No one has ever done that to me. b) I got my prayers answered so fast it's like digital.

It's not really about the free trip, but I was totally ecstatic that I was just thinking about a getaway, and there, my friend came to the rescue without her even knowing it. I've been to Boracay so many times, but I feel at home there so I always welcome the idea to go there once in a while. She doesn't really need to pay for me because I can do it myself, but her company means a lot. She's an old friend who knew me since I was 13, and at this moment of my life, where everything I think about is convoluted, I could really use a company of someone who have known me forever.

So why the trip was free? Because her boyfriend couldn't join.

She planned to spend their first month of being together in the romantic island of Boracay. But unfortunately, there were sudden unexpected, highly important career opportunities that her boyfriend have to take that he could no longer join. Since everything was already paid for, she felt bad to just throw away the money she already spent for this trip and decided to still pursue even without her boyfriend. And that's where I came in, taking the place of the boyfriend. In fairness to the boyfriend, he was understanding enough to let her go without him since it wasn't her fault in the first place why he can't celebrate their first month together with her after all that preparation. But of course, he wasn't very happy and he sounded disappointed and low.

Anyways, here I was, all excited and almost feeling relieved - that R&R is almost at my reach. We had a nice dinner together last night and I met the boyfriend for the first time. He was shy and quiet, but he seemed like a nice, humble guy that I have nothing bad to say about. After dinner, Mark and I went home and I started working. I was totally hyped to finish my deliverables so that in the weekend I do not have to worry about a pile of stuff to take care of when I get back in town. I was also already doing an inventory of my stuff to bring in my head. I was just so happy.

... Until I opened Facebook.

She sent me a message that she's feeling guilty to push through with the trip because the new boyfriend have just explicitly expressed that he wanted to celebrate their first "monthsary" together, and that he wanted to spend it with her so bad he's going to just pay off what she spent for the trip.

And I told myself who am I to object?

Honestly, I feel so bummed. But putting things in perspective, she doesn't exactly know about what I'm going through. She doesn't know how much I need this trip to get away and be with her as an old friend whom I knew even before I knew my period. Besides, she just went through an ugly break up and was just beginning to enjoy a new chapter of love. I am not about to give her a hard time just because my excitement was spoiled. I'm, in fact, happy that she found this new boyfriend as it helped her stop dwelling on her bitter past with the wrong guy. And maybe, when the annoyance feeling is over, I'll be happy that she spent the "monthsary" with him. Man, poeople in love....

Oh well, life's funny like that.