Wednesday is paint the walls orange day.

This morning, I was awaken by my normal body alarm clock, telling me it's time to wake up for work, only to get a shock from the excruciating pain coming from the area below my abdomen. Somehow the ache and pain had weighed my whole body down making it hard for me to move. It had been months since I last experience this kind of rage and attitude from my bleeding uterus. I managed to inform my parents and message my Darth, the bosses and a few team mates from work that I won't be coming in to work before I blacked out… thankfully still on my bed. 

Later I woke up at 1130am and forced myself out of bed. Felt super restless and a tinge of regret for having skipped work. Wanted to embroider but thought of doing something physical instead to help reduce the cramps. Contemplated between folding clothes, cleaning the bathroom/toilet and then finally decided on painting one side of the living room walls. I got Hanies to help clear the furniture before he left for his piano lesson, then I laid out the newspaper and pasted the tapes before painting. I love the color my mum chose. It was 630pm when I was finally finished with everything (including the cleaning up). I love the smell of paint, and yes Darth, it does smell like fresh air to me (and you can't make me stop smelling paint. If you can smoke, I can smell paint all I want). Plus the pain and ache was completely gone afterwards. I guess the pills helped a little too. Today was good.