Back to work week #3

It’s Monday, it’s three in the morning and I’m fully awake. I am ready to go to work. I have to be at the office today and am way too excited to sleep. I still have two hours that I can lay in bed and rest, but who has time for that? As they say, I can rest when I’m dead. The now is for the living. This morning, I have itchy eyes, allergies maybe?! I’ve been scratching at them and now they are all red and dry. I will need to put some lotion on my skin and will try to get a couple more hours of shut eye before getting back up and getting ready for my day. Well thank goodness that I have another alarm going off as I fell asleep after I got back into bed this morning. I woke up at six with the alarm and raced out of bed to get ready for my day. Good thing I had already picked out my outfit for the day. I have a red shirt and a pair of capri pants. I ironed the shirt last night as it was a bit wrinkled and made sure it is pressed and ready for the day. I get to work by a quarter to eight and sit in the car for a little while and put on some makeup on my face. Definitely some mascara and eyeliner kind of day. I then go ahead on into the office.

At this time the office is pretty empty. Most of my coworkers don’t come in until a bit before nine, so I am all alone at eight in the morning. However, I get to working on my KRA’s or key responsibility areas. This is for our mid year review and I have a lot of new things that I will need to work on. For lunch I head outside with one my dear coworkers and we talk a bit about life and how things are at home as well as at work. It was warm still underneath the shade of an umbrella and I felt beads of sweat rolling down my back as I was having my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. After the lunch hour was over we both came backside and it is nice and cool in the AC. In the afternoon the big boss asked if I could step into his office. I of course obliged, but was very nervous wondering why does the big boss wants to see little old me. Did I do something I shouldn’t have or what? I get into his office and he says to shut the door. Oh boy, I’m in real trouble now! After all, all he wants to do is welcome me aboard and let me know that I am appreciated. And to let him know if I ever need anything to let him know. Everyone is so nice and open in this department. It is refreshing so see and be a part of. In the afternoon there were some more meetings and then we had our end of day meeting with the team. I let everyone know what I had done and learned today. Overall it was a nice day at work. I stayed a bit past five and then headed home. When I got home the family had already gone out. I am all by myself at home. Shortly after I head to bed way before they come home. By the time they come back I am already in bed and living in my dreams.

It’s Tuesday and I wake up at a decent hour of seven thirty. I am working from home today and am going to be doing some exercises this morning. I’ve done some sit ups and push ups. I really want to target my upper body strength this month. I want more definition on my arms and of course I want my belly to look flatter. I don’t think I’ll ever get my belly to be flat again. It used to be nice and tight when I was in my 20’s but not anymore. My mom who is in her 80s and is skin and bones, she has a bit of a belly even though she doesn’t eat much and doesn’t have much muscle left in her. I have a similar body like my moms. Big belly, small legs. This morning I am to have a meeting with the boss regarding my main responsibilities at work. I’ve read through what she has originally submitted and we need to talk through it and talk about my next steps for the future. I gotta say, so far I am really enjoying my job. It’s not stressful at all, the only one putting pressure is me onto myself. As I wish that I knew more and knew what to do with what I have and not have to rely on my coworker so much or her telling me how to do the work. It worries me at times, not knowing what needs to be done. With my title, I should probably know how to do more, I think. We are working on items in a project based manor. It may be easier that way. I don’t mind working either way as long as I can follow along. For lunch I head out to the dry cleaners and pick up a rug that I dropped of last week and then head over to the grocery store to pick up a couple of quick things for dinner. In the afternoon we have a meeting with one of the regional people and they basically told me that they haven’t yet done something that was requested of them a couple of weeks ago. Hmmm should I mention this to the boss or should I simply let it go for now. This person is also new and I don’t want to cause waves as of yet. When I first started at another one of my jobs, my boss and I pushed a bit too hard and people did not like that. To this day, those rotten bad email that my boss had me send out are still out to haunt me. Some of the people that were on those emails still don’t talk to me to this day. It was nothing personal, but oh well. In the evening I plan out what to wear tomorrow. I pick out a dress and a light sweater jacket. The sweater is very wrinkled to I take it down to the ironing board and iron out the kinks. I am all set for tomorrow, clothes wise. Now all I need is to plan out my lunch and I’ll be ready to go.

It’s Wednesday and I wake up at three in the morning. I don’t however get out of bed. My husband informed me yesterday and whenever I get out of bed in the morning, I wake him up. So I stay in bed instead…until about four. He got up at that time and I do too. I am thinking of getting on the treadmill for a little while before heading out to work today. I don’t necessarily want to wash my hair again today. Washing it every day is not very good for my hair because it dries is all out. But if I do get to the treadmill, I’ll have to bite the bullet and do it. I may even have to blow dry it before heading out to work. Who knows if I’ll have time for all of this. I also want to make sure my nails are redone, which I’ll do in the car before leaving for work. What I do is place a coat over what I currently have and then I have about an hour to let them dry as I drive in to work. I then want to pass by the bank before work. I should have plenty of time to do that as I am always early to get into the office. Anyway that it my plan for this morning, we’ll see how it pans out. So I walked for about an hour on the treadmill, fixed my nails and got to the bank all before nine in the morning. When I got to work I had to use the restroom so badly that I parked a bit crocked and run inside the building and b-lined right to the bathroom. The building is still slow and silent as it is still very early and people are slowly starting to come in. For lunch the girls and I head down to the cafeteria and pick out our food. I brought my peanut butter and jelly sandwich but took a walk with them anyway, just to get out of my seat for a little while. We all came back to our desks and had our lunch there. After lunch we have a long meeting with the team. Shortly after, it is five in the afternoon. I jet out of work right at five as I have an appointment at six. As I’m driving to my appointment, I hear something dragging on the ground. It’s my rotten muffler again. By the time I stop the car, it looks like the muffler has been long gone. It’s so strange because I didn’t see it come off. I did hear the car sounding like a race car though. I pulled over and take a look under the car and don’t see the muffler. I am so confused. Where there hell did it go and when did I loose it? I call my husband and he’s surprised that the muffler has yet again come off the car. We’d gotten the muffler fixed just last year or so. After my appointment I head home and take my shower to get rid of all of the corona virus that I may or may not have picked up from the office. I then have dinner than watch a bit of the Olympics in Tokyo. I’m today years old that I learn they have synchronized diving. I had no idea. Shortly after dinner I head to bed. It’s been a long day.

It’s now Thursday and it’s the kind of morning where I just don’t wanna. I don’t wanna get changed, don’t wanna go do any work. I just don’t wanna do anything. I don’t even wanna lay in bed. I don’t wanna do anything at all. I do however, make breakfast of waffles and coffee. Then I sit at my desk looking at all of the emails that I need to respond to. I don’t know the answer to any of these questions as they are requests to do something and I don’t know the next steps to yet. I am getting a bit tired of always having to ask what needs to be done and not know the next steps of what to do. Sucks not knowing. Now I will need to set up meetings and more meetings with my coworker so she may teach me the way. For lunch I do some cleanup of the house. I take out the garbage and bring things up from the basement that we need. I need to head out to the big box store today but it looks like it is going to downpour. And here’s to another don’t wanna, today. I hate going shopping at the big box store, and in the rain, it’s even worst. So, I eventually brave out to the wilderness and get to the big box store. I make my purchases and then head on home. At home I wipe down everything with disinfecting wipes and then bring everything inside and put the majority of the items away as my mother in law helps to place items away as well. Thank you mother in law. Luckily, it did not rain during my venturing out. There was a bit of a drizzle when I was driving in to the store, but then it stopped. After putting everything away I log on to my email and see that my team mates have provided a list of July highlights to the boss and I am nowhere near having mine completed. I will need to get it started first. So at nine in the evening, I get started on that report. Never done anything like this before, so I’m flying by the seat of my pants and trying to figure out the best way to present it. For this time around, I’ve place it in a word document and will present it that way. We’ll see how the boss likes it. She didn’t state how she’d like it presented, but just to simply send something along. We will see what comes out from this. It’s now ten thirty and I am still working on this report. I gave myself a break in between though and had a slice of apple pie as a snack before bed. And then got back to it for a little bit until I can no longer see straight and need to stop and go ahead and lay day to rest for the day.

It’s Friday morning and I wake up at a the decent hour of eight in the morning. This morning, I have to finish up on my report for the boss. But I am procrastinating on this one. Don’t know why, but I’m chewing on this one and looking at other things instead such as my emails from my junk email address where I have all sorts of emails from all random places. This was intended to receive coupons and sales alerts. Now I’m using these emails for ideas on phrases for the emails that I will be taking care of for my new marketing job. Meanwhile, I made myself English muffins and coffee for breakfast. Life is becoming a terrible routine. Always the same thing every morning. Nothing different. I know what I need, I need a vacation. Some time away from the everyday monotony. This covid thing is really getting to me and now with the delta variant and the alpha variant happening in South Africa, it’s making everything go back to the same old of having to cover up and having to be very careful with everything and everyone. During lunch I head out to the pharmacy to get more medicine. I am stuck behind two cars that are getting the covid test, so of course it takes me an hour just to pick up medicine. As for my afternoon, it is nice and busy. I have meetings and am feeling a bit more comfortable in my position today. The boss seems to be happy with what we are all doing and I’m happy the boss is happy. Right after work I’m making phone calls to mechanics in order to get my muffler fixed. There is a muffler shop nearby and they can take a look at the car and give me a guesstimate on how much it will cost to fix or replace. I will need to be at the shop by early morning tomorrow in order for them to be able to take care of it. In the evening I pay some bills and do some banking, all the while I am listening to the Elvis Duran and the morning show replay channel until I can no longer be awake and head to bed.

It’s Saturday and it’s three in the morning. I wake up and can’t get back to sleep. Walked over to the kitchen and had myself a big old spoon of peanut butter and some neutella to fill up my belly as it was rumbling. And now I am fully awake and working on my phone trying to figure out why it has run out of storage. I don’t have any videos nor many photos as I delete most of them. I have a whole bunch of item under “other” category and I can’t seem to figure out what other is. Oh well, maybe later when my brain is fully functioning, I’ll be able to figure it out. Today, I’ll be going over to the mechanic shop to get my muffler fixed. I’ll need to leave nice and early from the house in order to get there before they open. I will then head on over to my parents house to make sure they are doing well and maybe do some cleaning as well. The cleaning lady was there a few weeks ago, I can only imagine what kind of condition the place is in now. I was going there every weekend to help out, but since work has started back up again, I haven’t gone there to see what is going on. I’ve been very, very busy with my own things that I haven’t been able to divide my time going over there and helping them out. My brother advised me that he will be away this weekend and for me to head on over there to ensure the old folks take their medicine. They don’t like to take their medicine, they will skip it if there is no one there to supervise and we can’t have that. I myself will need to take my own medicine when I go there. Sometimes, even before I get there to calm my nerves. They aren’t the easiest of people to deal with when it comes to this type of request. They are like small children who want to do whatever it is they want to do and not take any crap from anyone including their own children. Trust me, it is very frustrating to deal with. This morning, I go back and lay back down in bed but by six in the morning I get back up again and have my self some breakfast and watch a tennis match at the olympics. My breakfast this morning is waffles with banana and of course coffee. Shortly after, I get ready to head out to the muffler shop. The muffler shop took only a few hours to fix the car. I am very surprised and delighted that they took care of it so quickly. After I pick up the car, I head on over to my parents house. I see they don’t have any snacks, bread or milk. So I make a list to head over to the store. Meanwhile, I get an earful from my father, and nothing at all was good to hear. Complaining about everything and everyone. I became so angry with him and with all that he was stating that I had to take medicine to calm my nerves. He is a very negative person and everyone is out to get him. For a while, I was simply sitting there fuming at this comments. In the end it is all drama and sucker punches to my stomach. No love just punch after sucker punch. After my calming medicine kicked in, I head over to the grocery store and purchase food items for them. Without that medicine I would be flipping out the entire afternoon. I drop off the groceries and head on home and try to keep my cool as I am still pissed off at him. I get home and take a shower to take off all of the negativity and covid off of me. I then get busy and dust the bedroom/office as well as vacuum the place. There is so much dust and hair on the floor it’s ridiculous how much this stuff collects. All the while I am listening to a radio station that is talking about pineapples and how they are symbols for swingers. I am today years old that I found out about this. All I know is that I have pineapples all over the place. On my front door jewelry on my ears and a necklace, I also have pineapples on a few shirts. And, I am not a swinger lol. I just simply like the taste and look of the fruit. I posted to my social media and my friends state that if the pineapple is upside down than that means you’re a swinger. Right side up and you’re ok. Who knew?! For dinner I have a hamburger and leftover home fries from this morning’s second breakfast. I also have a cocktail with my bad self. I’m still in a bad mood and simply need to forget about this entire afternoon.

It’s Sunday and I have been up since two in the morning and it is now three and I still can’t get to sleep. I keep thinking about what my father told me yesterday and I just can’t sleep thinking about his ridiculous comments about my mother and the family dynamics. He basically told me that he can’t have children and that all of us, he “adopted.” Making my mother the town bicycle and he a saint. There are only three of us and we all differ in age by a lot of years. If she was the town bicycle, then I’d have a slew of siblings and not just one of three. He also claims that he has diabetes and he’s never been diagnosed with such disease, however my mother has it and he apparently has the disease by association. So crazy. When we tell him that he does not have the disease, he becomes very confused and is convinced he has it too. He is a very sick man and has been mentally sick for a very long time as this is not the first time he has mentioned that he is not the father of his own children. I’ve said too much, these are really embarrassing family secrets that should not be aired out in the open. But I really don’t care any longer as I am too old for this sh*t. He basically told me that I wasn’t able to handle the truth as he was explaining to me that he had some sort of throat issue when he was a child therefore making him incompetent and not able to have children, so it is impossible that myself or my three siblings are of his kin. So by his train of though some other guy was not able to have children and neither is he. But he kept on being with the same woman time and time again after she allegedly had relationships with other men. If that was the case, I would have seen her with others while he was away for so many years during my childhood. She never had a romantic relationship with anyone not even her own husband. Now this guy is saying that she slept around. What a total ass. I don’t believe it at all. He is a terrible human being for saying such things and I am very disappointed in him. It’s easy for him to have abandoned all of us when we were children by going overseas for work. He claims there was no work where we were living and that he had to go overseas to make a living for his family. As a child, I always admired him, now that he’s told me this, it simply makes me dislike him and be extremely sad and angry at him. This is what has been keeping me up this morning. I have a lot of emotions and this one is the icing on the cake. I eventually head back to bed but I am tossing and turning and looking through buzzfeed and other sites to keep my mind out of this garbage, but its to no avail. My mind keeps on going back to the same crap and it is ruminating and ruminating. I need for my brain to stop with this madness, but it just doesn’t and hasn’t. So I am up at the wee hours of the night stuck on this train of thought. After a while, I am tired of being awake and take my calming medicine. I then put on an audiobook regarding depression and am listening to it as I head over to bed and wait for a little while until the medicine starts to kick in. I then fall asleep for a few hours more and then wake up at nine in the morning. This morning, I am planning on going down to the basement and getting on the treadmill, but the calming medicine has made me a bit groggy this morning. My plan for today however, is to enjoy the day with the family. I’m sure they will be going out pokemoning. And I will most likely join them as I don’t want to think about anything, anything at all. Just play the game and enjoy the ride. At nine in the morning I head down to the basement and get onto the treadmill and walk for a bit over an hour. All while watching the show Empire. After my walk I head to the kitchen and have breakfast of waffles with banana, and whipped cream and coffee. I then hit the showers and keep trying not to think about yesterday, but I can’t help myself and continue to be angry. I try my mightiest to keep my cool around the family as they have nothing to do with this drama that I have to deal with. I haven’t told my husband nor am I planning on it. He’s just going to tell me something along the lines of I told you so. So, I’ll be bringing that gem to therapy. That’s what therapy is for am I right? After breakfast I head outside with my cup of coffee and have a thought. I remember I that have a beautiful hibiscus plant in my front yard. I go to the front and take a few photos with my favorite flower. Take a look, it’s as big as my head. This beauty takes my mind away from my misery. It’s so big and perfect and I absolutely love it.

By three in the afternoon, I see emails from work coming in from my coworker and I am sitting here reading them and trying to decipher what the hell she is talking about haha. I will need to look through them again and ask about them in our Monday morning meeting. As for next week, I am going to try and figure out if I can get one of the mechanic shops to fix the AC in my car. Not sure how much it will cost me but we will see what they have to say. Later in the day today I am looking at macro photos that I took as few weeks ago with the camera that I’ve forever borrowed from my brother. Here are a few that I like.

While I’m looking through the photos the family is watching The Flash on tv and my little one is playing on her tablet as well as somewhat watching the show. Pretty soon I get bored and very thirsty. But we are scheduled to go out and if I drink anymore I will need to go to the bathroom while we are out. So I cut my drinking off so I will be able to go without having to make a few pit stops. And so we went out to the park to play pokemon from the car. We passed by the chinese restaurant to pick up dinner for my husband and mcdonalds for my little one and grandma. I had already had dinner at home. I had leftover rice and salmon from the week. We were only out for a few hours and not the full afternoon like they usually. I am very grateful for this as I am very thirsty but am afraid to drink because I don’t want to make any pit stops. By eight we are all home safe and sound.

Until next time.
Stay safe.
Best,
Isabel