I have been itching to write since this morning but had to wait until the lunchbreak hit — and so here I am. (I’m trying to instill discipline so I can get more work done.) I usually write the title of the post, but I have no idea what to call this one, because I have a hundred things I want to write about.
Change of plans. You know how you peg your calendar on someone’s plans and look forward to something nice like a very light and relaxing week — then that someone (the boss) changes HIS plans. So I’m twiddling my thumbs trying not to let it get to me. He was supposed to go on a trip then changed his mind. I guess it means it’ll just be another regular work week. I’m just glad I haven’t set up any lunch dates, but I am hoping I can find time to spend even just a quick one with cousin M somehow.
Feeling the love at work. The boss did make my day with a stellar review which makes me feel appreciated indeed. Of course we can always hope for more (chaching!) but I SHOULD be happy and AM happy about the figures I saw on my comp sheet. (God is good!) I always remind myself that I am more than fortunate to (1) have a job in these uncertain times, (2) have THE job that I have, given how huge this organization I work for is, and (3) that I feel secure where I am, although I am never one to get complacent.
Missing home again. I’m over the denial of Mom’s visa renewal. We’re making other plans. Still, I miss home terribly. Thinking about the bibingka with quezo de bola at Via Mare… halo-halo at the Peninsula. Even just the hot air.. the hot pandesal (which is tops on my boy’s list)… sigh. I still dream of the day when I can spend a birthday back home… someday.
Freezing cold in NYC! I went out to grab lunch for the boss and maybe a treat for me, but I had to go out and rush back in because the air was frigid.. BAD! I couldn’t wait to go back inside the warm confines of my cubicle. (Forget that there is such bad static on the floor we actually see the sparks fly.)
Happy Friday, everyone! (