Here I am, at 5.11pm on a Thursday evening, all ready to end a hard days’ work, when a phone call spoils all my plans.
You see, I have make plans to rush to the hospital immediately after work, to avoid the jams, to see my father sooner, or all sorts of excuses.
I even arranged for FeiTze to get car from home and fetch mum by 5pm so that they could reach my office on time.
But then, I underestimate my mum, it seems. Or rather, I did not communicate with her.
She is still not ready to go by the time FeiTze reached home. So she called me, asking me to go home first, and give me all sorts of excuses.
As usual, I give up. What else can I say, when it comes to communicating with a mum?? :S
