How are you holding up (it has been eight months after finding out about his infidelity)? My sister asked me over lunch one day now that both of us had to go back to the office for work for certain number of days.

How are you and your husband? My ex colleagues who happened to read my blog asked during dinner.

How are you? Numerous friends and readers asked.

Numb. As much as I would like to put it behind us but it has not been easy. I don’t have smart philosophical words to get myself nor anyone else out of it. All is not forgiven and it isn’t and it clearly is not forgotten. Time is and will probably the best medicine.

All I can say is we are still married because I need his income and his physical strength to chase and lift the active toddler and fulfil his parental duties while I take a back seat and have some me time.

I started a new job full time job a few months back and trying to do well has taken the bulk of my time and concentration.

My real estate work did not stop. I am still doing my duties at showflat when I am needed and I’m still serving my commercial clients. One client started referring and the base kept growing.

I am short of my 2022 resolution to double my income in this area but it definitely took up a lot of my time. Good news is I just received a balance pay check for a deal I did five years ago. Not too bad I guess?

Experienced real estate persons will say this is barren in business. Even if I don’t get to transact I get to learn more, so whatever rocks my boat okay.

Small business wise, somebody places an order for scented candles occasionally and I’ll be looking forward to pack and take a long walk to drop off the parcel for delivery after the little one goes to bed.

I must be crazy to think about taking over a hair salon business while looking for a space for my client. Experience tells me I should know the trade myself first or have a partner that knows how to before entertaining that thought.

Weekends and weekday nights are reserved for the little one and family. He exhaust my energy as much as I try to exhaust his.

I’ve since learnt to conserve my energy by delegating the physical activities and tasks to the man. Better let him chase after the kid than have his hands and mind free to do and think about idiotic stuff.

I still try to meet my friends when I have the opportunity. Taking time to plan on where to go for nice dinner or tea. I need my moral and mental support. Next up, I want to plan a trip for my 40th birthday next year.

I’ve buried myself with work and activities and I am too busy to think and feel anything to the point that I’ve forgotten that I was supposed to be angry.

With the husband, we go out when he initiates. I reject when I don’t feel like it. Now we have grocery, Decathlon, Don Don DONKI and Mustafa nights after the little one goes to bed. Nothing romantic just spending time doing something together. More effort spending time together in the past six months compared to the six years of marriage combined.

What will be nicer is a staycation, long walks, a bottle of wine and feeling the sand on my feet and a spa session alone.

Until I can clear my head and think properly, everything I am doing is a distraction to me right now.