
VENTING ABOUT MY LIFE.
Life is a roller coaster. Certainly my life isn’t any different, right. I have been basking in deliriously happy places for a while and just finding my own centre and sense of peace in regular life. But these days, argh.
Life is a roller coaster. Certainly my life isn’t any different, right. I have been basking in deliriously happy places for a while and just finding my own centre and sense of peace in regular life. But these days, argh.
The happy places:
I have been in this state of purgatory (but a happy one) for a while. Waiting for my visa to seal my fate. And presto! It arrived. Ofcourse not without its consequences and chains. But nevertheless, it is what I wanted and I finally got it. My visa and work authorization, giving me two more years in the USA. Ah. Good.
With the stress of budgets and mayhem at work behind me; and things finally calming down on the disaster that happened with friendships, everything was “ok” again. My brothers’ wedding In South Africa had come and gone and the happiness of reconnecting with my family still firmly planted.
I have been in this state of purgatory (but a happy one) for a while. Waiting for my visa to seal my fate. And presto! It arrived. Ofcourse not without its consequences and chains. But nevertheless, it is what I wanted and I finally got it. My visa and work authorization, giving me two more years in the USA. Ah. Good.
With the stress of budgets and mayhem at work behind me; and things finally calming down on the disaster that happened with friendships, everything was “ok” again. My brothers’ wedding In South Africa had come and gone and the happiness of reconnecting with my family still firmly planted.
Today is the last day of June. Officially half the year has gone by. I think back and so far 2009 has been awesome. I have so many things to look forward to as well. Belgium… Vegas.. LA…
I JUST signed a new 3 month lease for my tiny apartment, which I love to bits. Me and my turtle… “just the two of us” happy as clams..
I had plans to leave Denver at some point, but I have been indecisive about many things.
Then it happened.
I JUST signed a new 3 month lease for my tiny apartment, which I love to bits. Me and my turtle… “just the two of us” happy as clams..
I had plans to leave Denver at some point, but I have been indecisive about many things.
Then it happened.
Work:
I have work to do. With which I have become familiar and dare I say good at (since I started this job not knowing diddly about IT!). Good friends at work and we have a good time. But…. I am bored. I am unchallenged and I feel like I have to drag myself here every day now; I feel like no one’s life is being touched or changed or even affected.
Yet, I am in that place where if you ask me what I really want to do – other than giving you a vague generality: It’s really hard to define. Look for another job? What would be the point? Won’t it just be the same? So it is old familiar places of restlessness or whatever.
I read a very inspiring blog written by a man I very much admire. And he spoke about being ‘Fully present, fully feeling and fully alive”. Hasn’t that been my very mantra?
I am, however, finding it so difficult to be that in my present situation. So today I decided to try it on purpose.
I have work to do. With which I have become familiar and dare I say good at (since I started this job not knowing diddly about IT!). Good friends at work and we have a good time. But…. I am bored. I am unchallenged and I feel like I have to drag myself here every day now; I feel like no one’s life is being touched or changed or even affected.
Yet, I am in that place where if you ask me what I really want to do – other than giving you a vague generality: It’s really hard to define. Look for another job? What would be the point? Won’t it just be the same? So it is old familiar places of restlessness or whatever.
I read a very inspiring blog written by a man I very much admire. And he spoke about being ‘Fully present, fully feeling and fully alive”. Hasn’t that been my very mantra?
I am, however, finding it so difficult to be that in my present situation. So today I decided to try it on purpose.
I stepped away from screen number 1 (The computer)… and went for a walk outside. On my way down I looked at everything. The buttons in the elevator, the carpet which was brown tiles (that needed a clean). I noticed the receptionists’ smile. I got outside, it was warm and sunny, blue skies. The sun on my skin was so lovely. I closed my eyes and took in the rays. My Blackberry buzzed. I ignored it. (Screen number 2). I walked and looked at the pretty green trees and the cars driving by. After a short while I did the same routine walking back to my desk. I went through my emails and asked myself: “Which of my tasks today can I do something amazing with. Do so well that it amazes someone…” And I went through that exercise. I gave my one colleague a hand with a task she had been struggling with. I went by to others and chatted for a little while with a smile offering to bring them tea / coffee – it all ended up becoming a date with the girls at Gelazzi for Gelato martinis later (which is never a bad thing!).. But the point was, I wanted to help people, reach out, make someone smile and just be a pleasant presence in the office today. I sent my boss some racing You Tube clips – which he and I both love.
I did all that to try and bring myself out of my boredom and self pity and really see all the beautiful things around me and also to take my menial tasks and put my soul into it.
Sadly.. it didn’t work.
The same inspirational blog says: “It’s important that as you work, you believe, anticipate, and get ready for a big harvest.”
Bleg (I know.. but…)
I did all that to try and bring myself out of my boredom and self pity and really see all the beautiful things around me and also to take my menial tasks and put my soul into it.
Sadly.. it didn’t work.
The same inspirational blog says: “It’s important that as you work, you believe, anticipate, and get ready for a big harvest.”
Bleg (I know.. but…)
Physical
In January I had gotten 2 pounds shy of my goal weight. For those of you, who have known me for a long time, know that I have struggled with my weight for most of my 20’s. When I got married YEARS ago I was 20 years old, I weighed about 92 pounds (42kgs). It sounds a little, but I am only like 5”1 (arguably according to my friends! LOL). So that weight worked for me at that age. I was a gym addict so I looked good and I felt good. A few years later after hormonal treatments, I had gained a lot of weight. Probably got up to 120lbs (54kgs). From then on I struggled with it. Tried “everything” as they say and lost a little; gained a little for about 7 years. I spent so much money at beauty salons, trying everything they had! (All the easy routes). I then tried the Atkins diet which worked for losing a few pounds.. But I also lost a lot of hair! Bummer.
When I moved to the States, I found losing weight even more impossible. But then.. It happened. I went to Las Vegas for the SEMA car show n October 2006 and I got food poisoning. I lost about 7 pounds from that. Not a great way to lose weight, but certainly an easy way. After that trip the weight seemed to just come off.
I started eating better, less - and just walking more.
This year March I was at 102lbs (46kgs). My ultimate goal is 100lbs (45kgs) which I think is a good balance for my height and my age. I look and feel good at this weight. But in the last two weeks, I decided I wanted to not just be slimmer, but fitter and healthier. I started Jillian Michaels training program, kicking my ass everyday and what do you know? My clothes started hugging me more and the scale is now at 106 – (Swear words come to mind!)
Why do I feel the need to put my weight and age and height on a public blog? Because I think this “political correctness” of being age and weight averse is just stupid. I want to be real. Yes, I am 34 years old, I weigh 106lbs and I am 5”1! Pffft there you go.
But I am not happy with that weight and I sit and wonder how can something which is supposed to add to you– make you feel worse. Yes, I need to keep at it, right! it’s hard. I think the easy road is over for me!
But it adds to my feelings of being “down”.
So anyway, there are so many more gripes that I can share with you.. but I think I hear snoring already!
In January I had gotten 2 pounds shy of my goal weight. For those of you, who have known me for a long time, know that I have struggled with my weight for most of my 20’s. When I got married YEARS ago I was 20 years old, I weighed about 92 pounds (42kgs). It sounds a little, but I am only like 5”1 (arguably according to my friends! LOL). So that weight worked for me at that age. I was a gym addict so I looked good and I felt good. A few years later after hormonal treatments, I had gained a lot of weight. Probably got up to 120lbs (54kgs). From then on I struggled with it. Tried “everything” as they say and lost a little; gained a little for about 7 years. I spent so much money at beauty salons, trying everything they had! (All the easy routes). I then tried the Atkins diet which worked for losing a few pounds.. But I also lost a lot of hair! Bummer.
When I moved to the States, I found losing weight even more impossible. But then.. It happened. I went to Las Vegas for the SEMA car show n October 2006 and I got food poisoning. I lost about 7 pounds from that. Not a great way to lose weight, but certainly an easy way. After that trip the weight seemed to just come off.
I started eating better, less - and just walking more.
This year March I was at 102lbs (46kgs). My ultimate goal is 100lbs (45kgs) which I think is a good balance for my height and my age. I look and feel good at this weight. But in the last two weeks, I decided I wanted to not just be slimmer, but fitter and healthier. I started Jillian Michaels training program, kicking my ass everyday and what do you know? My clothes started hugging me more and the scale is now at 106 – (Swear words come to mind!)
Why do I feel the need to put my weight and age and height on a public blog? Because I think this “political correctness” of being age and weight averse is just stupid. I want to be real. Yes, I am 34 years old, I weigh 106lbs and I am 5”1! Pffft there you go.
But I am not happy with that weight and I sit and wonder how can something which is supposed to add to you– make you feel worse. Yes, I need to keep at it, right! it’s hard. I think the easy road is over for me!
But it adds to my feelings of being “down”.
So anyway, there are so many more gripes that I can share with you.. but I think I hear snoring already!
I guess I just feel.. ermm dissatisfied at the moment…..
Can someone please pass me a satisfaction pill?







