Ignorance IS Bliss

Sometimes not knowing anything is less painful than knowing something.

Life has a way of reminding us of the past - as human beings we'll inevitably take a look backwards but we can't dwell in the past & need to move ahead.

It's time to realize that we owe ourselves new opportunities & leases on life.

Fate's Hand

Sometimes Life has its ways...after sitting in a low-paying job for 2 yrs (for all the things I've done, believe me....I've been friggin' cheap labour) & being despaired with less-than-favorable job offers twice in 3 months, I got a promotion in Aug (with a fat increment to boot) & it suddenly made my profile a lot more attractive to headhunters.

2 job offers immediately fell on my lap - each with its own plusses but I'd like to think that Fate has chosen the job for me. For better or for worse, I'll be off to a new adventure soon.

Now I wonder how other aspects of my life will fare. I've been trying to change myself....after many incidences & disappointments I finally realize that others are only mirroring the person that I am....my words, attitudes & temperament. Perhaps it is for this reason that Fate has decided to give me a break.

As much as I wish for or desire something, I've learnt to accept the fact that things will quietly but surely fall where they should belong. That is Destiny.

When Diana Comes A-Calling

I've had a long history of bad bosses. My current boss is a nice person, well-liked by his junior staff but when it comes to grooming his managers - we are like plants in a badly tended garden.

Luckily for me, I get calls from recruitment consultants (or headhunters as they're normally known)....and the calls are getting more & more frequent. Resignation of a peer at work has given me a promotion opportunity (not to mention a nice pay jump) but if the soil has been left unturned, the plant will be stunted...

Diana (the Roman goddess of hunting) must have been manifesting herself in the many forms of headhunters who have been calling me lately. These are the people whom I have befriended & helped over the years. Who knows - I may be on my way to something worthwhile soon.

Diana...i beseech thee....save my poor shrivelling soulllll........

In the meantime, this shrivelling plant is working towards leaving behind a legacy that she can be proud of :)

Now for the REAL work....

After 5 months of inactivity, another 5 months of dismay at my juniors' attitude in class & 1 harrowing evening of assessments, I finally made it to the performance class.

Things are certainly looking up as I'm back in class with a dozen of my best salsa buddies. But with the reunion comes a price - an obligation on our part to perform when called upon.

It's time to see what this 40-year-old body is really capable of :-D

How I Wish

I recently had an ice-lolly which I thot nobody would ever sell anymore. Too bad I couldn't take a pic to show ('twas a hot day, and the ice was melting mighty fast LOL). It's made from a concoction of coconut water, sugar syrup & red bean(or sweetcorn) poured into little jelly moulds, and left to set in the freezer with a stick dipped into the liquid. The result - nothing near to Ben & Jerry's standards but it really brought back warm & fuzzy memories of those days when life used to be simple - sweet, honest & uncomplicated.

How I wish things had remained that way.

4 months later...

Dad's now able to trot around with his walking stick....and uses his condition as a carte blanche to demand for weekend dinner treats and snacks ranging from Baskin Robbins Rum Raisin ice-cream, donuts (I said a big NO initially but on 2nd thought....he's getting old anyway, so the odd donut or two won't hurt) & asam (???!). The only thing I put my foot down on are stuff with santan in them, but he seems to have lost his craving for such foods.

He's lost loads of weight, and together with that - his round belly which he didn't seem to miss as it's a lot easier for him to walk about.