I started writing this post yesterday. Instead of Wordless Wednesday, I wanted to write about “W”s of the other kind (seeing that I’m flooded with them this season ) . There’s so much happening around me and so much that I’m into right now, that I’m losing track of everything miserably (total failure there !)
Anyhow, let’s have a look at a few of them :-
I like my work. Which doesn’t really translate into me liking my job. The work is related to the domain, there is knowledge involved, a lot of learning and sometimes, even a little bit of un-learning. The job is related to where I work, whom I work for.
The last few days have been hectic. I’ve ranted about it enough. There is a lot of unplanned activity taking place (along with the planned one) and there are bound to be goof-ups. I made one such goof-up. And was strong enough to admit it. But what irked me to no end was that the other people involved (read, the seniors) backed out totally. They were happy that I was taking the blame and simply distanced themselves from the issue. SO NOT DONE!!!
I can rave and rant about how the clients treated me like a puppet and swung me from one field of action to another to such an extent that at one point of time, I had no idea what I was doing! But its of no use now. The damage is done. I’m guilty, and ready to take the flak for my mistakes. But, I refuse to take the blame for everyone!! Specially, when the fault left their hands and came to mine. I wasn’t the ONLY one involved, for God’s sake!!
Anyhow, along with this issue, there is another small one of working at a client side. I’ve made some really good friends and if there will be any regret on leaving this place, it would be that I wouldn’t be able to spend time with my friends here. But the larger issue is that my case is one of dhobi ka kutta. The one that belongs neither to the ghar nor the ghat . I cannot take part in any activities related to my company and I’m a forever outsider at the client side.
Take a small instance. The last quarter was profitable for the department. All employees were gifted with gift cheques for their efforts. Except us contract employees. It did make me rue the fact that I had put in as much effort and time as the rest, but I’m not eligible for the recognition or remuneration. My company would at most get a feedback mail and it may/may not affect the appraisals. Thats it.
The indignity of it all makes me want to quit real bad and get back to someplace where I’m not treated like a second-class citizen!! And to clear the record, it is NOT about the gift. It is about being accepted as a member of the team who contributed as much as the others, if not more. To be left out blatantly like this hurts bad
I guess I really MUST focus on a job change soon. If only, to retain my sanity and keep my fury in check!
The twins are 2-years-plus. We’ve started hunting for schools/play-groups around the house, but haven’t found one to our liking. The hunt is still on. At times, I’m not very sure I’m ready to let the kids ot…its a jungle out there after all .And oh!! Tell me, is it true that the starting rate for play-group admissions start at 30,000/- ?? Per child??
I’m rather flummoxed by the prospectus spread across my bed. Me and the BF have been trying to figure out what exactly is the pricing all about. We don’t mind shelling out the dough, but it just doesn’t seem justified. It’s a play-group , for Gosh’s sake!! Not a PhD thesis training (which surprisingly, costs far less) .
Anyhow, there are a few things plaguing my mind before I send the twins to school.
1) They refuse to part with their bottles.
2) Toilet training.
Now both the issues are immensely worrying. The twins refuse to drink milk out of cups/glasses. They would rather go without it than to drink from a cup. Moreover, now that I’ve brought down their nightly feeds, they crave a bottle as soon as they get up. If I don’t give them their milk, they’ll howl and be miserable throughout the day!! We’ve tried hiding the bottles, making up stories of the fairy coming and taking it away and all such tricks. Nothing works. We only have to deal with mammoth tantrums multiplied by two!!
I know its high time since they quit the bottle. Most kids learn to live without it. But my kids were surviving on bottle feed since the time they were born (don’t ask why!! There’s a long painful back-story that I don’t want to get into now). Suffice to say, they don’t know any other way or are reluctant to let go of the bottle. Suggestions to help them quit would be most appreciated .
What am I saying?!
I’ll fall at your feet and thank you if your tip works . So help me please !!
About the toilet training……phew!! Everyone at home is trying their best. But I guess the weather is just not conducive to our plans . The twins balk at the idea of stepping into a cold bathroom. They’d rather pee in their pants than get out of it and walk to the loo
Can’t blame them…..but seeing that admission time is around the corner, its high time they learnt to use the loo. Hell, I’ll be immensely grateful to the almighty is they at least inform us before taking a leak!! Right now, they first do their job and then come up and say that they’ve done it!!
Where did we go wrong !!
I drive a two-wheeler to office everyday. Seeing that I use the highway, the in-laws (AND parents ) insisted that I use a helmet. It was a reasonable demand and I bought one. Problem is, since the time I’ve started using it, I’ve seen a drastic increase in hair-fall. Given that I already have very scanty tresses, this is a distressing sign indeed
I’m not really sure if the hair-fall is the helmet’s fault or because of the recent mind-numbing work in office.But I’m losing hair fast and I need a cure asap.
Any ideas, people??
Another thing that’s driving me crazy these days – cracked heels.
Go on, laugh at me. But it isn’t funny when I drag my feet across the bed-sheet and half the threads are caught between the cracks! There’s also this funny ‘charrrrrrr’ sound that totally grates on the nerves!!
And you know the worst part??
Due to some cosmic interference, only women are subjected to the pains of winter heels. The men are blissfully unscathed!! Hell, the BF’s heels look as round and smooth as a baby’s bottom! So unfair, I tell you!!! Wonder why we women are cursed with all these woes!! I agree winter’s here, but why is it only me who needs to apply the moisturizers, lip-balms and foot creams?? The BF is sinfully untouched by winter, almost as if he has an invisible shield around him!!
I guess I’m done for now.
Feels a little good to vent it all out at one go
And if you’re reading this , I thank you for spending time with me, lending me a patience hearing (err….reading ) .
I’ll be away for a long weekend….not sure if I’ll be able to post until next Tuesday. But I think I might make some time for an Anniversary post!
Yep. Me and the BF complete 4 years of marital bliss and 12 years of being the best of friends tomorrow !!
(This is where the Wishes part comes in . C’mon, send them across !!)
What else could I possibly ask for ?!!
(Except maybe a few tips on the kid’s bottle-weaning and toilet training)
(And also, maybe pointers to good references for a new job).
Till then, Ciao
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