Folding Red Packets

If I do remember correctly, this should be the first time that I'm folding dollar notes & putting them into individual red packets for Chinese New Year. Maybe when I was young, there might be once or twice when I helped my Mum in this, but this year I did all the red packets by myself.

Not that I was trying to be selfish & don't want others to help me, but I felt that this monotonous activity helps me reflect about thoughts in my mind... as usual, this is how I ponder about issues... when I'm preoccupied doing something else. Well, that's me...

One passing thought that really impressed upon my mind was that I suddenly pictured myself folding money & putting them into red packets after I got married. And in the scene in my mind, there I was, sitting in that exact sitting position on the sofa, folding these red packets, before I were to start giving them away during Chinese New Year visitations.

Am I thinking too much about settling down? Well, thoughts are thoughts... & it's not that I'm consciously trying to think about it, but these thoughts just come to mind. Oh well, it shouldn't be uncommon, considering that already 25 & 1/2 years old... on my way towards my 26th birthday in half a year's time. I think I have come to the age & stage of my life, where I have really begun thinking seriously about getting married & looking forward to a career.

Strangely, when I look at secondary school or JC students nowadays, they seem so young to me, though I still look young. But it's really difficult to imagine that it was NINE years ago when I was in JC. That's almost a full decade. Scary, huh? Looks like we are all getting older... cannot escape... or deny the truth...

But seriously, it comes as a strange & new feeling to me, but the truth is that I'm really considering getting married in a few years time. My biological clock at this stage of my life seems to hint to me of my personal desire to have a wife, my own home, possibly one or two children (in the later years of course) & a good proper career that I can establish (not to make lots of money, but it serving as part of my identity itsef).

It's really weird saying this, but I'm like half-anticipating & half-afraid of the time when I start feeling the desire to have children & bring them up. My childhood & school days seems so far away from me, something I can't deny... & I really can't deny that I really look forward to getting married, going for a honeymoon & settling down in a home of our own. Oh boy... I'm really growing up...