Monday, January 3, 2011
No Maid in the Philippines
my instructions were clear: go back on january 3 because i'm writing. writing as in reading in between, poring through the literature, sifting through cracks in the info, building momentum. one does not write in an instant. one has to have brain material to write. but today, since the maid did not arrive as promised, by morning, i had to prepare breakfast for the daughter, have my own, fold up washed clothing, clean the bedroom and before i knew it, it's 10 to 11am! time to bathe daughter, bathe one's self, have lunch, prepare her clothes to school and off we go before 130pm. when i arrived home around 230pm (after buying an exercise mat), i only had 1 and 1/2 hours to read through pre-Robredo budget reports and his own until 1994 only. after picking daughter from school around 430pm, my hands were again full with her (cleaning up, preparing her snacks, dinner), soaking clothes for tomorrow's washing, and dish-washing. it's only now, 1007pm that i will get to read what i should be writing about --- when? tomorrow evening again? it's hard looking at all this 'lost' time because there's no maid, no yaya around. the formal economy indeed subsists on the informal. and i should give her a raise?