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The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost (1874�??1963)

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I�??
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I wonder…if and when I’m back at the same spot for the third time, will I and can I take the one less traveled by?

Last week, hubby had to change his car remote control battery. It’s one of the flat round ones with a code at the back. When he threw away the old battery after buying a new one, I asked him why didn’t he keep it just in case he forgets the code?

He laughed and said…”Everyone knows the code for this type of battery.”

“Who says? I don’t…”

He gave a heavy sigh and replied, “Ok…9 out of 10 people knows the code. The one person that doesn’t know? That’s you.”

*FUMES*

So…do you know the code for this battery? (Actually, I’m pretty sure a really chic geek knows!*grin*)

Is it:

a. CR0323?
b. CR2023?
c. CR2322?
d. CR3230?
e. CR2203?

And no cheating by Googling for the answer!

…about replying the past few day’s comments! Will get round to it soon…sowwee!!

But right now, I have to go to bed coz it’s yet another dreary day tomorrow…and I don’t mean the weather.

…curl up in bed and sleep till tomorrow evening

…edit my photos

…have time to take up my long negelected jewelry classes again

…put my new cookbooks to good use

…just buy a ticket to somewhere and spend a week, a month, several months there

…go for a haircut

…go for a massage

…go for a bakery course

…learn to sew

…write for a magazine and get paid for it

…

…

…

Anything but …

I love being awake at this time of the night on Fridays. It’s when everyone and everything has settled down, the heat of the day has dissipated, you can hear the soft whirrrr of the fan and the pitter-patter of the neighbour walking around upstairs. I’m feeling sleepy yet awake…my eyes sting abit from yawning and rubbing, my hair’s in a mess, I’m wearing my nerdy specs, feeling slightly peckish. It feels great knowing that the weekend is right ahead. I have oh-so-many plans and things I would like to do (but I know I probably won’t accomplish) before black Monday rolls around again.

This is the time that I contemplate most about…well, about everything. Random and mostly incoherent thoughts zoom in and out like the cars on the road outside whizzing back home or to another hot, new place in town. I think about me, I think about work, I think about us, a little bit of this, a little bit of that. I review the day and the week. I chuckle to myself when I remember some funny stuff, and quickly stifle my laugh so as to not wake hubby up. I unconsciously bite my nails as my mind wanders off again.

I’d like to go to sleep worry free. But tonight, like so many other nights recently, I feel somewhat disconnected, discontented. My mind is weighing heavily on something, and I don’t know what I should do. I know what I want to do, but should I, shouldn’t I?

Someone put it so succinctly that when I read her blog, it touched me to the core and made me feel like crying:

“This one’s just for me…”

Tomorrow and the days to follow, the whole world awaits…what am I waiting for? I really want to lay these thoughts to rest.

Tomorrow.

Tonight? To bed I go.