A Day Off Well Spent (9-10 March 2025)

The Chronicles of My Day Off (+ The Day Before That)

So, let me spill the tea about my day off and the day before it. ☕

Remember when I told you on Sunday that I was gonna meet Ike for bukber? Yeah, so we met at Palembang Icon. I waited at the musholla, like a good, responsible bukber attendee. ✨ Before breaking our fast, we decided to pray first so we could eat with zero distractions and maximum peace.

We went to Ramen Ya, and I got myself some salted egg ramen—which, plot twist, made my eczema worse. :) I totally forgot that when my eczema is acting up, eggs and dairy are my mortal enemies. And yet, there I was, slurping away, completely unaware of the incoming itch-fest. 🤡

After that, we just talked. Like, talked a LOT. One of the highlights? Ike’s Bumble match turned out to be... drumroll... a divorcee. Ike only found out when they met. The betrayal. The drama. The shookness. Damn.

Anyway, after that shocking revelation, we called it a night and Gojek-ed our way home. 🚀

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The Day After: Monday (a.k.a My Day Off a.k.a I’m a Productive Queen Now? 🤔)

Monday was my day off! Which means... I no longer hate Mondays. Like, who even am I?

Surprisingly, I was so much more active than usual. Instead of going back to sleep after sahoor, I decided to channel my inner Cinderella—sweeping the floor, tidying up, being an overall domestic goddess. 👑✨

One of the things I found was a frame that my dad had brought home before. He always asked us to prepare a photo to print and put in the frame, and we just kept saying, “Yeah, yeah, later, later.” And then... he left us forever.  I'm so sorry it took this long, Dad. I promise I'll put the photo in the frame ASAP.

Then I went full Marie Kondo mode and sorted out our unused clothes for charity. Turns out, we had a mountain of clothes we don’t wear anymore, butttt... most of them were kinda questionable in condition (like, would someone even want this?? Idk).

By 2 p.m.-ish, my body said "nap time, babe," so I KO-ed immediately. Woke up around 4:30, prayed, did tadarus with my family, and boom—iftar time! 🌙

After Isha prayer, I had a little jam session with my guitar (aka tried to play three chords and failed) and wrapped up my day by lathering myself in Vaseline like a greased-up rotisserie chicken. 🐔✨