Bye bye Mr. B

On Saturday afternoon, my mom came back from I Utama [it was Raya and she brought my maid there for a Raya lunch] and told me, "Here's your Christmas present." I looked at the long thing in a carrier bag with handles. It's a bolster! "What? This is my Christmas present?" I asked, horrified. How can my Christmas present be just a bolster??? Mom laughed and said, "No la. You current bolster's already old and lumpy. I got a new one for you."

I made a face as I took the new bolster. Not that I don't appreciate mom buying me a new bolster. But I don't feel like throwing away my old one. I'm quite sentimental when it comes to my stuff. I hate throwing away anything. I feel really bad throwing away old stuff just coz they're old and already lived past their usefulness, I replace them with newer and better stuff. It's like I don't appreciate their service. Right after they become old and not as useful anymore, I dump them and get new replacements. If my stuff have feelings, they'd feel used, unwanted and betrayed. I know I'm kinda being over-dramatic about this. But I can't help feeling bad and guilty whenever I'm made to throw something away.

And now, I gotta say goodbye to Mr. B [my old bolster. I named it B coz B stands for bolster. I know... I'm so creative when it comes to naming things, right? :P] coz mom got a new one. Mr. B's been teman-ing me sleep for countless nights since years ago. I really don't feel like discarding Mr. B. Poor thing. I can't imagine it being stuffed into a plastic bag then dumped into the big trashbin outside. Then, the DBKL guys will come and empty the bin into their smelly garbage truck and Mr. B will be squished alongside all the stinky and disgusting trash in that truck. Poor Mr. B! :'(

I'm now sneakily putting off throwing Mr. B away for as long as I can. I took the new bolster and put it on my bed without taking it out from the carrier bag. I still sleep using Mr. B for the past 2 nights. I'd push the new bolster to 1 side of my bed when I sleep and cover it with my quilt. Haha... During the day, I'd plonk Mr. B in front of the new bolster when my bed is made. Not that it can hide it entirely. But, as long as mom won't notice it'll be fine. Hehe... Let's hope mom won't ever notice it when she goes into my room :P

Okies, I gotta go get ready for lunch! Meeting Jessie, Pam and the rest at Bodega, I think. Then, Yaacob and I wanna walk around Gardens [I'm just gonna window shop, ok! No more buying stuff for me!]. Now, this is what I call a relaxing Monday [no work! Yay!]. Lunch, shopping [window shopping], tea then home for dinner : )