Monday, June 11, 2007

Grumpy Mee.

Five reasons am feeling out-of-sorts and confused. Writing helps. So here I go....

a) Am just being invaded by the cold virus. Feel like Iraq, Afghanistan and PoK combined. My throat hurts and I feel feverish. I need a warm blanket, hot soup and tonnes of cuddles and sympathy. A cold/fever is a hotshot way to miss mom, ain't it?

b) I miss my partner. He is traveling on work. So am a work-widow until friday. So much for my I-don't-need-anyone stance before I got into this relationship. Wonder how quickly we adapt, right?

c) I have put in my papers at work. I know I don't enjoy the work here. I also know that this organization doesn't have any career path charted out for me. I have tried to rectify it and failed. I have taken a bold decision to resign because I am not happy. I don't have an alternative right away. I want to move to a different industry. I don't know if I'd get a chance to, immediately. I know I have some frustrating days ahead.... but I took this call, and it is my choice.

d) I have been waiting for the 'dreaded' monsoon to break out for 10 days now. Have been carrying a heavy umbrella, an extra salwar, wearing old clothes and asking my maid to hang clothes to dry inside the guest bathroom.. all in vain! Am convinced that Mr.Monsoon decided to go-go-gooaah and take a vacation there! Hate the unease. Hate waiting for unpleasant situations. Much rather go thro' it and get it over with.

e) A close (younger) friend of mine is not listening to what I deem 'sensible advice'. She naively wants to do something that am convinced would not lead to long-term financial independence. Simply put, I want her to write her GMAT and apply for an MBA, she is convinced that she should get her husband to do that, and that she'd continue to work to support him. What's wrong you may ask, the deal is that her husband is not sure if he wants to do his MBA! She is. Sigh! Such is life.

I hate being cranky and cantankerous, but am sure this too shalst pass.

Trivia for you.

Origin of the phrase "Saved by the Bell"

When our ancestors realized that they were burying a great deal of people before their time had actually come, they came up with a solution. They tied a string onto the "dead" person's hand, buried them, and tied the other end of the string to a bell and then tied it to nearby tree branch. If the person revived enough to ring the bell, their survivors would rush out and dig them up. Hence... "saved by the bell"

Morbid!

7 comments:

  1. "A cold/fever is a hotshot way to miss mom, ain't it?" - Totally!

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  2. Poor you...can imagine how terrible you feel...you are most welcome to come stay with us. The monsoons will definitely arrive and you will then pray for it to go away!!!!!!!!

    Missing your partner when they are away...tell me about it...how we have changed.

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  3. awwwwwwwwwwwwww abt ur husband going away

    hahahahahaahahaha about the monsoons

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  4. Hey kanna, Me having bad cold and bad day at work. Having total feeling of being helpless and out-of-sorts and I am cantankerous (Many people will say 'as usual'.. but whatever)... Its ok to feel that way - pls take liberty. And i get the widow feeling many times nowadays as R keeps travelling as well :( .... Take care sweetie and it is always a good decision to follow your gut.Always.

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  5. # Diviya: Yo!

    # Cool: Thanx.

    # Chaits: Yes, we've changed and are happier for it. So I guess, putting up with the occasional melodrama is worth it!

    # Zee: Okay, I confess this season is a first for me (Hey, I 'just' missed the bbsr floods, the cloud burst, the train bombs, 9/11... so guess what, this year monsoons would be pretty tame...wait and watch!) :)

    # Kutty: Get better soon. And thanks. I need the support. Shall call you asap.

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  6. Interesting etymology snippet in the end. And for those that don't get the string, there is always The Cruel Tutelage of Pei-Mei.

    Keep blogging!

    ~r

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