The year is about to wrap up. As someone said before, once September comes, you know the rest of the months will pretty much fly by. He’s so right.
2017 has been a very eventful year in many ways but as it draws to an end, I’m beginning to see how 2018 is going to be a tough and busy year. One thing that doesn’t change is that I need God.
Taking extra work load has caused me to get more headaches, become more grouchy, lose my me time and my painting time. The transition itself drives me crazy and I often say to myself “why is this happening? Why is the person who resigned leaving so much shit behind?” Those questions never end. I can’t understand how someone who is getting a decent pay would not do his/her best. I refuse to believe that he/she doesn’t know how to do his/her work correctly.
It has been so stressful and I not only feel tired but it’s such an effort to not throw shoes at this person. Because of what I go through, I find it impossible to wish this person well. In fact, it draws so much strength of mine just to stop myself from wishing him evil.
This is the worst transition. Ever.
I still have much to learn about paying attention to the still, small voice. Yes, I should’ve listened to the voice that urged me to head straight to work and forget about getting my “much deserved” coffee because I’ve been having an incredibly tough and long week with so much work and….DEADLINES!
So, I happily drove to order my coffee at the drivethru, made that suicidal right turn and it happened. Of course, I’m still beating myself about it. What’s worse is when I get home, I’ll be reprimanded…although it’s my car, and my money. If I can help it, I don’t want to send it for repair because it will be costly.
Of course, it hasn’t been a fantastic morning either since we woke up seeing a pile of ashes in our compound. They were ashes from the burnt offering last night. My neighbour happens to have a bad habit of burning the stuff almost in front of our house, and so the ashes will reach our compound whenever the wind blows.
It’s Friday tomorrow but I still have so much to do. Things would normally settle by Thursday but because of the long weekend followed by the network downtime, everything still has to be completed by tomorrow and time is compressed.
I was so busy today that I forgot to drink most of the water in my tumbler. I had taken some biscuits and was planning to eat them between 3pm to 4pm but I ended up eating them at 4:30pm. Left office at 5:30pm and the traffic was quite bad due to the rain. By the time I reached home, it was quite late. Ended up working another hour from home. My eyes are so tired and brains feel like they’re fried. I can’t wait for the weekend to start.
Meanwhile, I thank God that although things are already quite crazy and hectic, it’s not worse than it already is. It could’ve been crazier. I just need to keep focusing on God.
Would you agree that it’s difficult to trust the people you work with? The longer I am in the workforce, I find that it gets more and more difficult to trust people. Perhaps that’s why I draw a line between colleagues and friends.
Working life feels like playing ping-pong although there are many players and many ping-pong balls. If you’re unlucky, you have many balls flying towards you. Is it human nature to want a handsome pay and yet do the least possible for it?
A colleague of mine was trying to teach me the art of “tai chi”. “You’re too straight,” she said to me on Friday. It seemed that each time I tell her that my portfolio is increasing, she’d comment that I should tell my boss that it should be given to someone else. But who am I to tell the boss who she should assign more responsibilities to? I was reminded that if I don’t start defending myself and start using the “tai chi” skills, I would end up getting more and more things to do.
Perhaps I don’t feel like I need to defend myself because God will defend me. I believe that God has great plans for me. I just need to abide in Him. But they just don’t seem to understand.
King James Version (KJV)
2 The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
Just this morning when I was on my way to the office, I told myself I was going to make the best out of the situation I’m in. I definitely wasn’t happy about it but I chose to believe that it was going to work out for me. I didn’t know how that was going to happen but I was determined not to let anyone ruin my travel plans anymore. In fact, I was ready to purchase my flight tickets but I held on. Then the unexpected happened. It was bad news for the taichi queen, but it was good news to me. Hence, it’s full steam ahead for my Spring vacation. I even had a dream that I took Cathay Pacific to Seoul and saw Hyun Bin in the plane. (No, it’s not the food. I’m sure it’s because of the korean series marathon.) Now taking a short break…
I suppose there won’t be any drama if not for the taichi queen. I do admit that my patience is wearing thin (and thinner every day). I shook my head with disbelief when I learned that she didn’t even bother to complete her share of updates when she was reminded about it through an email yesterday. Technically speaking, she’s still supposed to do her share until the transfer is done. She left it incomplete and now that the transfer process has been completed – I’m left to do the updates. Meanwhile she continues with her tea breaks etc… This is,…”washing hands”, but unprofessionally done. It’s a way of saying “I don’t care who does it. I don’t want to do it anymore.”
There needs to be proper transition.
New King James Version (NKJV)
17 The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears,
And delivers them out of all their troubles.
God, help me believe that it is darkest before dawn, because then I know dawn is coming since it’s sure pitch black now.