This year I haven't been blogging as much. Let's just say I've been going through a lot of good and bad things that I am processing and acting on. Things I would rather not blog about.
Just know that everything is still fine and I am still trying to make the most of this journey I call life.
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Monday, April 23, 2018
Monday, March 30, 2015
A Much Needed Break
I cannot wait for the Holy Week vacation to start.
The reason is very simple, it's basically a four-day weekend. And Maica, Martina, and I are planning to make the most of that very long weekend.
Don't get me wrong, nothing's wrong right now. Work is going along smoothly, and things are all fine. It's all just a matter of perspective, and lately I've been doing a conscious effort of catching myself whenever I start feeling down, worried, angry, or negative.
But I am tired. My biggest gripe about my current job is the six-day work week. It's tiring, and one day of "rest" isn't enough. The funny thing is, while I do miss Saturdays and Sundays off, I bet I won't know what to do should I get the opportunity to find another employer that has five-day work weeks.
I have adjusted to six-day work weeks. It doesn't mean I like them, but I'm used to them already. I'd probably feel lost for a few weeks or months with a five-day work week.
As always, long weekends are a great way to recharge your body, your mind, and your spirit. It is a chance to bond with family and make sure you are ready to report to work the next week with a clear head and a desire to hit the ground running again.
So here I am, sort of excited to tackle Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I want to get those days over with so I can finally take four days off.
Out.
The reason is very simple, it's basically a four-day weekend. And Maica, Martina, and I are planning to make the most of that very long weekend.
Don't get me wrong, nothing's wrong right now. Work is going along smoothly, and things are all fine. It's all just a matter of perspective, and lately I've been doing a conscious effort of catching myself whenever I start feeling down, worried, angry, or negative.
But I am tired. My biggest gripe about my current job is the six-day work week. It's tiring, and one day of "rest" isn't enough. The funny thing is, while I do miss Saturdays and Sundays off, I bet I won't know what to do should I get the opportunity to find another employer that has five-day work weeks.
I have adjusted to six-day work weeks. It doesn't mean I like them, but I'm used to them already. I'd probably feel lost for a few weeks or months with a five-day work week.
As always, long weekends are a great way to recharge your body, your mind, and your spirit. It is a chance to bond with family and make sure you are ready to report to work the next week with a clear head and a desire to hit the ground running again.
So here I am, sort of excited to tackle Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I want to get those days over with so I can finally take four days off.
Out.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Optimists and Pessimists
Positive people. I envy them.
I have no idea how they do it, or what goes on inside their heads. How do they keep seeing the bright side? How can they stay cheerful? How can they balance the reality of the situation with the morale enhancing perception of that said reality?
I really wish I could be like them. Cheerful, always looking for the bright side of things. Rarely letting anything get them down. They are beacons of hope in this existence of mine. I have always been in awe of these optimists. I have always been envious of them. I have always wanted to think and feel like they do, but I know for a fact that I cannot.
It must be because I am a pessimist by nature. And the fact that I over analyze things a lot. I blow even the most menial issue into proportions some local telenovela writers would kill for. That's a thought, maybe I should just start writing for telenovelas.
Just this afternoon I was supposed to report on something really important for work. It was a request for extension of time in a project I was managing. Being the pessimist that I am I braced for the worst - me getting fired. Yup, I was in full paranoid mode that I immediately came up with three (somewhat logical, yet extremely stupid) reasons why I could get fired. Good thing I didn't lose my job.
There are times being a pessimist works. Like today. I expected the worst and was pleasantly surprised with the results. I got an extension, not as much as the team was hoping for. But with the help of my officemates I was able to buy the team some time. And that's good.
Out.
I have no idea how they do it, or what goes on inside their heads. How do they keep seeing the bright side? How can they stay cheerful? How can they balance the reality of the situation with the morale enhancing perception of that said reality?
I really wish I could be like them. Cheerful, always looking for the bright side of things. Rarely letting anything get them down. They are beacons of hope in this existence of mine. I have always been in awe of these optimists. I have always been envious of them. I have always wanted to think and feel like they do, but I know for a fact that I cannot.
It must be because I am a pessimist by nature. And the fact that I over analyze things a lot. I blow even the most menial issue into proportions some local telenovela writers would kill for. That's a thought, maybe I should just start writing for telenovelas.
Just this afternoon I was supposed to report on something really important for work. It was a request for extension of time in a project I was managing. Being the pessimist that I am I braced for the worst - me getting fired. Yup, I was in full paranoid mode that I immediately came up with three (somewhat logical, yet extremely stupid) reasons why I could get fired. Good thing I didn't lose my job.
There are times being a pessimist works. Like today. I expected the worst and was pleasantly surprised with the results. I got an extension, not as much as the team was hoping for. But with the help of my officemates I was able to buy the team some time. And that's good.
Out.
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