WFH has been wrecking up my mental and physical health.

Here’s how my day-day life looks like. Honestly, it’s so predictable and standardised, I could type it down quickly.


My day starts at 7.30am – 8.20am vs 7 – 7.15am ages ago when I’ve to report in office.
Brush teeth, don’t even comb hair (if there’s no zoom), don’t even change clothes or bathe, and plonk myself in front of my laptop.
Start work at 8.30am – saw most colleagues offline – most of them only starts at 9am, #win
Frowning as I see the number of emails and follow-ups; trying to clear each obstacle at a time so I’d left with 0 email at end day.
Work, work, work until sometimes I forgot about lunch time, until Hubby knocks on the door and ask me – Today eat what?

Lunch time

Either dabao or cook some random unhealthy