The Inevitable

I am may be without a job next year. If I do not accept another role. CV has been updated in preparation. Not so sure what is going to happen.

Major restructuring is happening within the organization. The core being my department. As usual, everyone is being mum. Speculations and misinformation are all over. It is a challenge not to take interest in these.

The irony is, I was selected for a global leadership program as recognition for my leadership. And now, I could possibly be laid off. It is a big uncertain possibility, but one that  lingers around.

The thought of preparing the CV itself was intimidating. I had to do what I had to do. Once I started, I got the hang of it. Even started enjoy doing it if I may say so. I was reminiscing the jobs and roles that I used to do. A replay of memories of those years just came rushing like a breath of fresh air.

I have come a long way. And I am grateful for that.



Baby Shower

Which turned out to be a traditional valaikapu instead. Of course, I had to wear a shocking red, body hugging top paired up with tied jeans. I was the only odd ball present among the ladies. I found solace with the men. May be it was the age thing (or confidence (??), I did not feel awkward one bit nor did I feel out place not did I explain myself to anybody.

Heck, I even participated in the blessings ceremony of the mother to be.

How is that!


12 hours on average

It was madness all over the last couple of months. I was given a region level project where I had 3 sub managers under me. This, in parallel to my day to day role. I was clocking in on average 12 hours a day. Sometimes more. Leaving the office between 8.30pm to 9pm was the norm. I was even working from home and even during weekends.

The key stakeholders all had their own agendas. The project time line was incredibly a short. Where a similar sub projects were standalone and were given 3 months each. Here, I had 4 projects, all running in parallel and was given a timeline of 2 months.

The sub project teams were about to be mobilized to each countries when an announcement from the region put a stop to the project.

With that, I got my life back with a mentally and physically self and body.

I am gradually picking up pace but not as fast as I expected. One slow step at a time. From absolute zero cooking, I have progressed to somewhat cooking.

The weekends are such a pain in the ass as it consists of laundry and ironing. I hate ironing. Period.

While I am generally all calm and serene at work, I became the worst of the wicked ratchasi back at home then I normally am. The husband was bearing the most of my bad moods and the lil ones equally had their share from time to time.

The early period didn’t quite help the situation at home.

Things are getting better…albeit slowly.