AS OF late, my stories have sort of been on "real-time" and this is another of that. I know it is nothing new if you really know me and my busy schedule. Last Monday, I headed out of Baguio early in the morning to catch a flag raising activity in Camp Crame at 7:30 a.m. I made it before grabbing some breakfast in Mister Kebab, my 24-hour food spot. But that was just the start of my week. I decided to catch my son and deliver cooked food for him. Unfortunately, it is also his first day of studio recordings and he arrives at 3:30 p.m. just before I head back to Baguio.
At 4:30 p.m., after an hour of his arrival, now Tuesday, I leave his place to catch another meeting back in Baguio. Lunch is served before the meeting, it just took us 30 minutes to finish. My daughters tagged along with me as they too had their own schedules to also keep. One had her classmates join me for lunch, the other had a fast meal before her scholarship application exam nearby my next meeting venue.
A fruitful day it was for my meetings. My daughter passes by one point. Joy too had her busy day with Potato Corner as they had also an audit and check-up. It was at 8 p.m. when together with them and with continuous rain from Tropical Storm Falcon that headed north, we all head down South the same day. A third trip in two days.
The drive was a little difficult because of continuous rain, not hard but still it just kept me up and going with my full senses all active and not much travelers on the road. NLEX was more of a problem as vehicles were slow and some clogging, plus the constructions made it worse. I get back home by midnight safely with family in tow. My son was up to wait for us. A few Netflix shows to get me sleepy before another meeting this time in Malacañang. It is our oath-taking ceremony for the Boy Scouts. It is just Wednesday morning.
I have decided to leave my family all behind since I will drive back to Baguio right after. I will head back alone to catch another meeting and for my kids to bond with kuya while it is vacation time and weather better down south. It is for my bank this time.
It is now early morning of Thursday despite the threat of strong rain and inclement weather I head up the mountains the fourth time in four days expecting even the worst. Indeed it was worse, it was foggy and there was wind and rain. I make it on time for my 10 a.m. meeting. A quick lunch of Kare-kare and I head back down immediately. I know what you are thinking. I just got there and leave before 12 noon back down, the fifth time.
In just these four days, I am a part of all these and my presence is required, so don't fault me or think that I'm just crazy; maybe I am. The Camp Crame activity was a culmination of seven years with me working for the police as Regional Advisory chairman. I had assisted the police in garnering the highest honors and serving then RD Magalong now City Mayor of Baguio. Next was for me to deliver the good news on a successful undertaking which I worked hard for and that would benefit the Bautista family. I am president for this. With the Boy Scouts, I am the regional chairman for the entire northeastern Luzon. I'm concurrently the national spokesperson and Public Relations Officer and Malacañang it was with Chief Scout Duterte although represented this time by Executive Secretary Medialdea. Obviously, I run a bank and that was what I did driving back towards the storm.
I am to catch a bus trip alone, however I am asked to instead just join dad back down. I'm a go. Whatever it takes. Friday is the appointment of my daughter in the US Embassy. I have to be there for her. This is at 7 a.m. and we leave our place at 5:30 in the morning. We make it. A trip it was to the Museum of Natural History then Fine Arts after. Kids happy. Thank God it's Friday, already.
I beg off from a trip to Boracay with the Jaycees Senate, something I had thought of for some time now. All just a thought because of all this. I can't even stay a day because I still have another activity in Taguig with Jaime V. Ongpin Foundation, today Saturday at 5:30 in the early morning. Oh well, trip ko lang.