August 22, 2009
I feel like it’s been ages since I have had a decent weekend at home of just nothing after several weeks of crazy work load and consecutive late nights in the office. Finally! One weekend for me to wind-down , take a step-back and appreciate the little things around me…even if it is for just one weekend.
It seems also as if the cats missed me. With the exception of Andy, both Ah-Nut and Fudge came to snuggle up with me this morning, waking me up from my deep slumber. I’ve been stalked all over the house since I got out of bed, especially by Fudge who happens to be the resident lap-cat.
It is a nice feeling to have Fudge snuggle up to me voluntarily each time I
chill out to watch TV. She makes it a point to also ensure that she first walks all over me, then crawl in between me, my cushion pillows and whatever small holes between me and the couch in her attempt to cozy up.
Ah-Nut follows me with his eyes and if he can’t see me, he seems to come find me and sit in a distance; near enough to see me but far enough for me to be able to reach out to him.
With Silver Bullet away for a couple of weeks, Andy has decided to make herself scarce, making me a tad unworthy of her piddly little attention. I’m sure that Ice Queen will come round soon and make friends with me when the food runs out or when she needs her litter cleaned. Not that I mind any of it, and at the moment, I’m enjoying my chilled out weekend with my precious cats and my precious rest time.
August 17, 2009
…me relishing in the comfort of my husband’s arms as I balled my eyes out and buried my face in his hairy, cushiony chest from lack of sleep, erratic food intake and an extremely bad, bad day at work.
The best part about is that I know he doesn’t judge as I teared my guts out by the quiet soi and not having to say a word.
August 17, 2009
I received the narrative below just when I felt my entire world has been turned upside down, my stomach churning inside out. It came from my biggest boss today and she cc-ed this to everyone in the company.This, for some reason, brought a lump in my throat. The first sentence is her personal message to the recipients of the mail:
“This really resonated with my life at the moment. It puts a lot into perspective for me so if any of you are feeling that life is a bit crazy for you right now – this might help …..”
When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous “yes.”
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
“Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things–your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.
The sand is everything else—the small stuff. “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
“Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first—the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked.
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”
My reply to her was this: “Nice prose. Unfortunately, the sand has become pebbles and they contaminated my coffee!”
I really appreciate the contents of the above and there’s definitely a lot of truths in that. However, at this point, I can’t help but feel helpless when the abrasive sand gets under my skin and there’s nothing I can do about it.
It is a nice feeling to have Fudge snuggle up to me voluntarily each time I chill out to watch TV. She makes it a point to also ensure that she first walks all over me, then crawl in between me, my cushion pillows and whatever small holes between me and the couch in her attempt to cozy up.
