Good day, Hiveans! The good thing about our days is having someone would be there to support us. As I write today’s blog, my husband teased me again about how I write flowery words in my writing. I let him read my work and he laughed when I included him in my blog.
I hope you have someone who's always there to support you, making your day special and I hope you’re fine while reading my today’s blog.
Today, I want to share one of my ordinary days as a professional passenger.
The pictures are of the swimming pool of Alta Cebu Resort located at Cordova, Cebu Philippines. It was captured last Thursday, May 23. Before this day, my husband told me he had work to do at Alta Cebu Resort. Since I’m in a WFH setup, accompanying him is a good idea because it’s been a long time since we traveled to the city. I know he will use the 4-wheel vehicle and I think it’s a waste of gasoline to have 1 person in a 4-wheel vehicle. So, I convinced him to be his passenger. That’s called girl math.
On the appointment day, he woke me up early at 4 am, as I told you before, I’m not a morning person. He wanted to travel early. As it said, “early birds catch the early worm’’. He wanted to finish early so that we could go home early too.
We decided to have our breakfast at one of the convenience stores in the Philippines called 7-11 located at Carmen Cebu. I did not have any documentation of our travel because all I could think about during that time was to sleep. Yes, after eating our breakfast, as my husband traveled to the destination, I slept until we arrived. As we arrived, I asked him to take pictures of the place to share with the community. Unfortunately, he was so focused on his work that only the pool of the resort was being captured. Have you ever wondered what did I do during this time? I stayed in the vehicle with the aircon on, visited the Hive platform, and watched the K-dramas on my mobile phone. That’s how I support my husband in his work. I think it’s fine. My presence is enough. Luckily for him, he finished early. After his task, we visited a church and went home.
Why am I a professional passenger?
I passed a professional exam that’s means I have a license to be a professional. I had no courage to drive and told him I would only be a professional passenger. I got my driver’s license last year, but every time my husband convinced me to drive, I would answer “It’s okay for me to be a professional passenger” and we laughed.
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Author: Maureen S. O.
Photos owned by my husband: Paul Vincent M. O.
