Dear Future Husband,

It's been a while since my last letter.

How have you been? I hope you're doing great, unlike me today.

I'm feeling overwhelmed today. I feel like I'm letting down some of my plans.

Here I am, writing this while watching YouTube videos filed under 'Christmas In A Cabin' because my mind just can't process things other than what to eat, what to watch, and what time to sleep. Also, this kind of video gives me the comfort that I need in a time like this.

After I logged out from work earlier, I felt a wave of relief that finally, this workweek was over. My overwhelmed feeling is not because of work. If anything, working would have eased this feeling.

I think I'm sad and somewhat broken-hearted because of a part-time job. Three weeks ago, I was working as a part-time project coordinator for a small business after I logged out from my full-time work. I was doing great. I was getting consistent positive feedback from the CEO/owner himself. But he said he had to remove me from the payroll for now because new clients were not getting in the door. I understood, I mean it's business and as the owner, he had to do what he had to do. I guess what breaks my heart is the fact that I put my heart into finding and getting this job, and now, it's on hold.

Anyway, I hope by December, I'll be able to resume my work in that job. I really love working in that company.

So much with that, I'm kinda hungry now. I think my boyfriend cooked something delicious.

Talk to you again,

Ace

Dear Future Husband,

Magandang gabi!

Today is the 8th day of my leave from work. I feel so refreshed already. Probably something on the level of ready to start a Monday at work. But enough about work for today. Let me tell you something more interesting.

I met a guy in person the previous weekend, on the first day of my leave from work. I'd like to think that we had a great time. I had a great time, I hope he had too. We had late lunch, dinner, and brunch, with Netflix and chill. LOL.

He's a lot of things but boring. He's a very sensible person. He knows how to talk and carry a conversation, probably that's because he's a teacher. We were able to talk about a lot of things, from very personal topics to current political and social issues.

Funny thing was, we both couldn't handle our alcohol. With just one bottle of ginger beer, our heads were both spinning. I think that's a good thing? Or maybe not? I mean it's good because at least I know that we're not that of a drinker. The downside would be, who's gonna drink our turns in social drinkings? Hahaha.

I'll tell you more about him in my next letters.

Talk to you soon again,

Ace