Not meant to be

Last night, I was trying to figure out how to run all my errands within my only free day. There is no way! So I had to select the most urgent one. Perhaps I thought too hard, I had a nightmare (dreamt that a distant friend told me she divorced!).

This morning, I was running late 'coz I didn't sleep well. I took bus to work instead of driving (since I was going Orchard in the evening). Being complacent, I was strolling. Alas! I was exactly one minute late for work and I thought I had synchronised my Poptone with the office clock-in machine.

I spent my day trying to finish what I set out to do, budgeting time for work undone, making arrangements for my last minute work trip... While my mind was constantly on my studio recording projects, I had to remind myself to hop out of office as soon as it hits six.

I dashed out of office at a few minutes past six, brisk walked to the bus-stop, got up the first bus and made a transfer to the train. I had decided to skip dinner so I could reach the hair designer (it says so on his name card) early. So, I wouldn't delay his knock off time.

I called him when I was about to reach and he sounded surprise 'coz he commented that I didn't confirm my appointment with him. I hung up (there's no point in arguing) and felt like stepping myself on my toes.

I walked so fast, I skipped dinner, I forgone collecting my glasses, I left undone work in office unwillingly, I put aside preparation for my projects, just to go have a haircut. I felt my blood pressure shoot up to 200. It went up to 220 when I talked to SS (hair designer is his friend), down to 180 when I talked to JJ and down to 150 when I talked to RQ and back to normal level of 100 when I got YQ on the phone.

I was even thinking of engaging him when I attend XW's wedding and the upcoming D&D (and maybe, even recommend him to the committee).

I detest myself when I am too serious with my words. Maybe its just not meant to be.

I should have sensed it when I wanted to made an appointment last Sunday but he told me the saloon closes on Sundays. I suggested to go on Saturday but he said he is going to a chalet this week. When I said the earliest I could reach was 7.30pm today, he said the saloon closes at 7.30pm everyday (when I exclaimed at this, SS remarked that I probably had not been to a saloon for too long. The last time I visited one, I left at 11pm and I was not the last customer). I contemplated to take half day off but my workload made it look unfavourable.

Perhaps, it says in the almanac today
"今日不宜理发，否将会遇大难"

I tried to salvage my day by asking JJ to help make appointments with other hairdressers around Orchard area, but no one was free. In the meanwhile, I have to live with my head full of spilt-ends and chlorine damaged hair, for a few more days.

I am under stress due to work, upcoming work trip and the two projects. I am worried that stress adds more white hair (I found two!). I should stop being so serious about trivial things and expect others to be equally serious!