Being Well-Spent

I recently got invited by a friend to do a write-up on The Brewery, one of the nice and urban yuppie places in the metro. By now, you should already know that I won’t ever say no to an opportunity that combines food with writing, so I visited the place one early Friday night.

Said friend and I had some time to catch up on each other’s lives before the actual feasting began. While all of their dishes were a treat to the senses, what really stood out for me throughout the night was their free house bread. Other the fact that it’s free and it’s so moist and tasty, I got so amused with it because it was made out of SPENT GRAINS. Spent grains are the byproducts or leftovers from brewing beer, and people are just so innovative and cunning that they found a way to use it as “flour” for your bread.

Spent Grains Bread

Can you imagine that? Parts that normally would just be discarded are used to create something beneficial. (I’d even pick the bread over the beer any day, to be honest.)

Similarly, may this concept be something that we can apply in our lives. Even the qualities we have that we think are pointless and useless can be used for something great. Every part of you–every memory, every experience, every skill, every strength, every weakness–can be an instrument to make a difference.

Now, that’s what you call well-spent.

(Daily Prompt: Grainy)


Sticking to a Schedule

I was reviewing the status of my 2017 goals yesterday and realized that I’ve already done quite a lot for the first 7 months of the year. A congratulatory pat on the back for you, Meki. That said (and being the perfectionist that I am), there are still a lot of areas for improvement.

Interestingly, after some analysis, I realized that I hit the home run on one-off tasks (e.g. watch Coldplay, get my PMP, etc) but I am so terrible with things that require regular discipline (e.g. eating healthy food, reading books, blogging). I attribute this to the fact that I have gotten so used to calendar reminders appearing on my phone that I don’t even follow them anymore. 3:00 PM – Read a book while heading to the office. Ignored.

Starting tomorrow, I am challenging myself to be more disciplined with my daily schedule–not just for the sake of crossing off life goals, but because learning how to be disciplined is awesome! (Say that to self 523 times until I believe it.) I can’t approach life all willy-nilly.

But of course, I can’t completely stick to a planned schedule. A little spontaneity every now and then goes a long way. That means I can watch Gilmore Girls re-runs tonight, right?

(Daily Prompt: Willy-nilly)

So Long, Sweet Summer

We end this month by saying hello to much gloom and rain, and bidding farewell to the sunny weather of the prior months. Alas, summer is indeed over.

When I was younger, I’ve always been a fan of summer because it always meant that there were opportunities to have more fun vs. non-summer days.

  • When I was a kid, it meant playing outside under the scorching sun (prickly heat aside), tambourine and piano lessons, and attending Daily Vacation Bible School (DVBS).
  • When I became a tween, it meant mission trips to various provinces, and volunteering for DVBS (which I always liked since it also meant hanging out/dancing/singing with friends).
  • When I was in high school, it meant going to the mall with family & relatives and being more of a nerd by attending the Ateneo Junior Summer Seminar.
  • When I was in college, it meant going to school for 2-3 required classes (which isn’t as terrible as it sounds when you realize that traffic is light and you get to be with friends), going to gigs of my favorite bands, and having my internship in the CBD.
  • When I graduated, it meant FINALLY being able to join the clan vacation in Hong Kong.

Since I started working though, summer suddenly became just like any other time of the year. I do not look forward to it at all, especially since majority of my friends are already working anyway and even my siblings don’t get their summers off anymore.

On the flip side, I think I’m starting to enjoy rainy days instead. Seeing or even just hearing raindrops makes it so tempting to stay at home, and 10 times cozier to hide under the blanket and watch everything on Netflix.

Well, I’d wish for it to rain all the time, but I have to go to work and I hate bringing an umbrella.

(via Daily Prompt: Sunny)