I realized I may have spoken and assumed a little too quickly yesterday when I was on a high about how great life was over the weekend and that I could indeed expect more good things to come ahead.
But not wanting to suppress any optimism left in me, for every 5 downs in life, I believe in at least 1 up quotient in the balance of things.
Ironically with the current part-time arrangement, I was left working for most of the long weekend if not worrying about it during the time I had no access to the computer or Internet. Blame the responsibility freak in me!
I worked till 2am last night, annoying the husband in between despite my slow and soft typing attempt on the keyboard. Woke up feverish this morning. Bummer. Only to receive more text messages this morning – some asking if I could continue with appointments that were scheduled without a confirmation despite me telling them that I wasn’t feeling well, others asking if I could finish up on work.
I forced myself up, washed up, flip the monitor on the laptop up and started replying mails, creating new ones, replying to text messages and answering calls.
I felt really unhappy for a good hour, before talking it with my friend over MSN and lamenting if I had made the right decision to continue working in my industry or if I should have left for good from the start. Re-accessed priorities vs. happiness quotient and concluded that since I was only working 3/7 of a week, sitting through a shitstorm for one weekend shouldn’t be that bad.
And then an email from one of my bosses ensued as I shot one out to my protege on some next steps. Sure felt appreciated when she thanked me and said I could claim a day off for the additional hours. Which also led me to think if I had received this grace because of my faith that good things are to come from my Lord, or if I had indeed been down at least 5 times to warrant something to cheer me up. I was grateful regardless.
So here I am, eating swiss rolls for lunch because I’m too darn lazy to get out of the house. Finishing up more work, but with contentment now. Mentally penning down a list of to-dos for the day as I always do on days off. Yet at the back of my mind wondering… if this was really how I wanted things to be when I made that decision to take a step back.