Tabula Rasa

This much he knows (ala The Observer)

 

 

Sunflower man, straightforward bloke, thirty ten.

 

The world is not perfect, let's be honest - a display of perfect green, shiny apples with waxed veneer doesn't do it for me.

 

Doing one thing really well is better than doing many things not so well.

 

I always thought (and still do) that giving a solution was better than empathising but then realised it doesn't matter what I think - it is the other person that matters.

 

If you say you are going to do something then do it - it shows committment and at the very least will force you to make better decisions in the future

 

When you are young you always think that the grass is greener on the other side - without thinking of the damage you might do to yourself in trying to jump the fence

 

Life is made up of phases - generally 5 years long. Make sure you enjoy each to the full and don't yearn for the next but move on when the phase is over.

 

Life experiences are the most powerful drugs known to man - I pity those who try to make up for a lack of life with narcotics.

 

If endorphins were given out in a sampler pack then a whole lot more people would understand the point of running

 

Beauty is natural - if you've got it then don't cover it with too much make-up

 

Too many of us think that if we are not in an office between 9am and 6pm then we are not making a useful contribution

 

I will teach my son to change a plug because he won't learn it at school and no one around him will be able to teach him - it's crazy!

 

You should never expect someone else to think or react in the same way as you - but I still get so disappointed when they don't.

 

Trial and error is all very well, but take note that no-one has ever called it trial and success!

 

I always thought that home was a place but then realised it is a family

 

Everybody has success in their lives, but if they can't recognise it then they are doomed to failure (or a very large chip on each shoulder)

Baggage

The theme this week - casting off excess baggage. Physical and emotional add ons which serves no reason but to weigh me down.

Already on the list - 3 bags of clothes, 2 piles of handbags, 3 boxes of books, half a heart of guilt, three knuckles of resentment and a handful of anger.

A.D

After 8?/9? days Bubba D has finally recovered from his jet lag. Pheshew (Phew + Shew) this baby jet lag is really something else. BD (Before D) I always thought that the big deal re: travelling with a baby was the plane journey. AD I know better. Its the days nights after the trip that is the challenge.

Bubba D started walking yesterday after cruising around for more than 2 months. I guess he is finally ready to let go and toddle along even if/when he falls down every 5 steps.

In a way, I feel the same. For the first time since we moved to Singers, I finally feel ready to let go the resentment of being here (in lieu of more exciting places) and start being more positive and unafraid of nesting in this damn  sterile efficient country.

So many stories

So many stories; so much news. The only obstacle is time. I just do not seem to have much of it to spend in front of the mac reading, writing and surfing fun (read non work) stuff.

However am determined to resurrect Tabula Rasa and have thus included in my tasklist for the upcoming weekend: update blog.

See you all soon.

Good friends

Must say, the presence of good friends do certainly improve the quality of my life. Since old friend Z moved to Singers with her family, our weekends have been more enjoyable.

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Past weeknight (friday to be more specific) was also most enjoyable - thanks to Ms Mint and her 2 Mintettes. The last time we saw each other was in 2005 in Sydney and its great that we're able to meet up and catch up in person again after 4 years.

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I think I am finally getting used to Singers. Whilst it is not the permanent place for us, it will do for now.

A bit like how am feeling these days

Doing stuff

  

We have been busy organising the house (we now have a cosy corner to watch the DVDs I keep picking up and all our files are labelled and colour coded ahahhahha); cleaning out my wardrobe (inspired by Stylo Azuredec) purchasing some dresses and binning too big trousers and skirts; hanging up pictures and getting rid of old bookshelves, basically finally doing stuff we have been meaning to do for ages.... Huzzah they are now finally done done done (only 1.5 years after moving into the house).

Also been doing some sports (tennis after a 10-12year? hiatus) and swimming. Am now going to look for some martial art or yoga classes, huzzah.

For the first time since the pregnancy am feeling abit more of myself.

The Mailroom

 No rest for the wicked - the hectic pace continues. However there is hope - a headcount is being replaced and we have someone new joining the department this week-  a rare feat considering the current economic conditions. In the meantime am chanting 'dont stress, its only work' to self on a daily basis. It must be working, last night for the first time in ages I did not sleep talk 'action points' to Bubba D when he woke up in the middle of the night.

Talking of 'action points' and other such words, am very happy to hear/read that some outfits have decided to do away with these corporate jargon (read crap). Am however surprised to find that 'platform' and worst 'deep dive' are not included in the list. As my friend Mrs Scoot pointed out, what next? 'Snorkeling for more information'? 

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Someone from the mailroom (whom I dont know very well but speak to quite regularly re: couriering documents here and there) at the workplace snorkelled the shallow waters of Facebook and found me amongst the planktons (eeks). He sent me a sweet note and has asked me to be a friend (double eeks). I did not quite know how to deal with it so I accepted (triple eeks).

No offence to the man himself as I think he is a nice enough guy. However not so sure how I feel (or rather know how I feel but not saying it?) about someone from the mailroom (i.e. place where news is disseminated to all) knowing me on a Facebook basis (quadruple eeks).  

How is it that I have managed to not accept any work friends (whom I know well) but did not have the gumption to decline an invite from the mailroom chap. 

I wonder if he would notice if I deleted him from the friends list.

Have I Missed Blogging?

Yes I have. It feels as though I have not been in here for ages. It's not that I don't feel like typing, its just that at the moment my plate seems to be overflowing with s-t-u-f-f - mainly work stuff, some mundane, admin type stuff like banking, tax returns, filing then there is also the (lovely) mummy stuff. 

Bubba D or should I say Hurricane D turned one beginning of the month. He has found his feet and is now clambering, cruising, crawling all over the house, things, me included. He babbles more (yeay as he is quite the quiet bubba) these days and entertains us to no end. Who would have thought having a Bubba would be this much fun.

I have a number of things I would like to complete by end of this month (cannot believe 1st Quarter of 2009 disappearing soon!) but havent achieved.  Top on the list is to finish reading the book I recommended to my book club (what made me choose a difficult read?), then there is a cultural event to attend (theatre) and then there is my paper journal to write and stick wads of cut outs I carry in my bag everyday from home-work then work-home again. Everyday. Along with the book and my numerous to do lists.

120 pages to go

With a bit of luck, I may just find the time to read the rest of Revolutionary Road. I am enjoying the book and find myself cringing from time to time at the been there done that paragraphs read and scenes replayed in my mind.

In this context I am rather glad to have moved away from the 20s and early 30s bumbling episodes. On the other hand I also miss the carefree and root-less times of the past.

Contradiction in terms, some might say.