An end and a beginning

Breaking the silence. I was either too lazy to post or either too lazy to think. Much has transpired between the last post and now. We are on the move again. After three years. And I am sad. This place with it's gloomy weather has grown on me. And now that we are about to leave, I am suddenly interested in going to all the places but it is too cold to think of a trip.
I don't know why but I think I will be coming back. A new country beckons. I am half excited, half scared. Maybe I am too old to be playing this gypsy game now. But moving we are.
There was this farewell at the office today and they gave me a voucher for 90 pounds which I think I am going to use to buy an Android tablet because I cannot afford an iPad now - yes I can but i want to wait. It feels nice to know that you are going to be missed. My lead told me to leave my brain behind over here. Heard he has been panicking because I am going. The best thing is that I was told by two of the Managers that anytime I want to come back, I should just let them know. Which makes me secure in the knowledge that if I don't lime the new place or I feel I cannot get the same kind of work-life balance like I do now, I can always quit and come back. My ex-manager said I was the backbone of the team and that it has been a pleasure working with someone who was always willing to do things with a smile. That is me??? I think it must bs the weather that has brought out the best in me. It feels nice to know that you are regarded so highly.
I have about 10 days here. I hate the thought of packing and sorting things to give away, get rid of.

Ha ha ha ha

No, no. I am not gay. I just chanced upon this site and it is so funny that I could stop myself from logging in and sharing it. The site is damnyouautocorrect.com . I was in the loo going crazy laughing. I have not had such a good laugh over any joke. Go there and come back and thank me for making you laugh. I am signing off to go laugh some more.

30

This is it - 30 daily posts. That should take care of my annual quota of posts. It as been fun trying to maintain it. But now that I have proved that it is actually possible to have a busy life and still have time to bore the world with the non-events in your life, i think I will go into hibernation. No point in losing the few people who read me (and while I am at it, thank you whoever you are who drop in to read my ramblings) by forcing myself to come up with trite posts just for the sake of posting.

So unless something momentous happen in my life tomorrow - like finding out I am gay or something equally exciting like that- I will not be back till I really, really feel like posting.

Oh wait, did I tell you I weighed myself and I am now 44. Umm, what about celebrating that and continue till I complete 44 posts? Oh shut up, we don't want you anymore. Go away. OK. I get the message loud and clear. You can navigate away from this blog now. I need to sulk.

29

When you really think about it, the human psyche is quite amusing. A few days back, I was so upset over the way my friend was (mis)conducting himself. If I had been there, I am sure I would have given him an earful and we might even have parted ways as friends. I still don't understand and condone what he has done and what he still seems to be doing but the raw sense of betrayal has subsided a bit. Desensitized. A bit.

But I think of his wife and son and I wonder whether he is still cheating behind her back. And then I think it is unfair, so grossly unfair that you should betray the trust of someone who has been with you through thick and thin. If he is really serious about this slut, then he should do the fair thing and tell his wife and let go. If he is into it just for the physical aspect then he should deserve a STD at the least.

You do not want to think that someone you consider so close would sink so low. That he couldbe so blind as to be misused. That he could be so unprofessional. That he could turn out to be one of those bastards who just cannot resist temptation. But I remember the face of that slut and I think what temptation? No man would be tempted even if she was dancing naked. Or maybe he is just into fat ugly loose women.

28

In the drama of the stupid affair of my equally stupid friend, I had almost forgotten about the drama in my own life. Whether I would be without a job come august. With my trademark stupid way of sleepwalking through life with no plan in mind, I had almost landed from the frying pan into the fire. Almost. Therein lies the tragedy of my life- that somehow I am always saved and I cleverly forget to learn a much needed lesson.

My lead told me my manager is going to talk to someone very, very high up to see if they will open a position just for me. Wow! How cool is that? I know the answer could be no given the tight budget they are living with. But I am happy that they are willing to go that extra mile to keep me. They could have just told me to go crawling back to my ex-company. But no, they chose to fight for me. That makes me happy. Very.

Contrast this to the people who kept telling me how much of a valuable resource I am, blah blah blah but when push came to shove, nobody even bothered to raise a squeak when I felt provoked enough to leave.

I have always thought my client cold. I mean, they don't go hiya hiying and smiling and hugging you. You never really seem to know if they are happy with you. But I have found that when you really need their help, if you deserve it, they will go out of their way. I found that when they allowed me to work remotely from home, paying me onsite rate at that. And now, this. And then you realize that what matters is that you are appreciated when it counts. No lip service. Just actions.