It’s been a while hasn’t it. My last post from week twenty-nine tells me that it was somewhere in September when I stopped this practice. I don’t know why it happened, it’s not as though I haven’t been thankful since. I have been, more than I could’ve hoped for. But I’ve also been confused as at lately with a lot of things in my life (also before anyone makes assumptions, this has nothing to do with any of my relationships, lol) and what better time than now to revisit old practices and actually bring back the good?
I’m also going to kick right back in from week thirty as though there was no care left in the world.
This week I am thankful for:
This week and week alone. It’s been ridiculously stressful the past few weeks (or months) and I’m truly grateful for the start of a new week. I know it’s only Tuesday, but it’s been a good one so far.
My family. Who have time and again been so understanding to my weird ways of life and living. That is all I can say.
For friends, who keep me sane and entertained.
Sight. On Saturday, we were helping out Mum at one of her voluntary charity events for the visually handicapped. But what startled and even amazed me the most was how they function as regular people, families, have children and stay happy. It made me wonder how little I actually saw in life, despite being granted a relatively perfect.
It’s raining and I’m miserable. I wanted to Give Thanks later today but with yesterday’s remnants of awful rains and this morning’s gloomy skies, trust me, I feel grateful to no one.
I know I sound wretchedly insane to be saying what I am saying given the continuous weeks of mad heat but I was (am) one of those silent warriors that advocated for preferred warm weather. In all fairness, I do know the importance of rains and all that jazz and no, I am neither blaming governments (both past and present) for decisions taken nor those before us that revved up the country’s temperature with the industrial revolution, development and the works and cause climate change and all that work that I do.
I’m just ranting on how I dislike this weather, mostly because I am sensitive as fuck to the cold (because we all know how insensitive a person I am otherwise, haha) and I get superbly unproductive and snappy in anything below 24*c.
I couldn’t go to work yesterday (yes, my supposedly “luxurious” job requires that I go to an office space every once in a way for meetings and the likes) because of traffic, flooding and traffic, in that order and spent the day at home catching up on work. I mean like, what else is new. Given the nature of my work and how far I live, I actually like going into the city you know. It can be a little magical.
I am also mildly convinced on being (self) diagnosed with Seasonal Affective Disorder, despite not having seasons, but you know, one could never be too sure with this terrible weather.
Given how unproductive I get with this weather and what nots, here are a few things that I do when the blues give me wrong cues.
I’ve been a little heavy (and worried) on this department, no pun intended. Mostly because my best friend from school gets married in a month and a half and home girl needs to shed some kilos. There were regular workout sesh(s) in play, but then shifting happened and sickness happened and now we are just f-a-t. Sigh. But rainy days are good for working out yes! There are two downsides to this however:a) If you have past injuries they tend to do a bit of a Jon Snow during this weather and comes back to life. Just be sure to not put too much strain on it.
b) If you are among the non-privileged that do not have access to hot water, showers are a little icy, to say the least.
Nap (because you deserve it)
It’s raining outside and chances are that it’s (either) thundering or/and lightning. If it isn’t, well and good, you can cook, eat and watch a film or something. However, if you live in areas like mine and experience constant power cuts and your wifi wargs into the nearest clouds, this might not be an option so just sleep. I mean, what else can you do, for free? Also, if you, like me, dislike rainy weather, a nap is something you deserve.
Spend Time Alone
Yes, we all know how much I like drowning myself in loneliness. The rain, as it puts me in a bit of I need some water from the House of Black and White situation. So the time alone, does help, though too much of it, might actually be equivalent to drinking the water all together.
Spring (Rain) Clean
If the rain comes alone without its equally miserable counterparts, thunder, lightning and awfully gloomy skies, go for the broom and start cleaning. I would advise against mopping (depends on the texture of the floor however) given the water absorption issues. But cleaning is good. Decluttering is better. Perhaps once the skies are cleared, so are your storage areas, floors and hopefully your mind #DrownInMyDeepWordsPuddles
Plan / Organise (work)
This may sound similar to the previous point, but this is specific to workload and task lists etc. I am one of those people who spend a considerate amount of time everyday (at least 20-30 minutes) planning work for the week and organising / cleaning up lists and similar chores. The rain, (up until it puts you to sleep) is an ideal time to go through what needs to be done and what does not and plan your life for sunnier, bikini-clad times.
P.S. – Sorry not sorry on the excessive Game of Thrones references. This season has been nothing but phenomenal so far (that is, compared to the last).
I am going to write something a little cheesy tonight and I hope that’s okay with you. I also partly apologise for not having written anything for 2016 – Happy New Year by the way, I hope it’s been good so far – the writing days weren’t many and on the days that were, it weren’t too sunny. I also say only “partly” as larger blogging communities with established bloggers have made me read countless posts on how we should not apologise for not uploading content because we do this for ourselves, supposedly.
The cheese I’m about to write of, is not inspired by the pizza I had two weeks ago. I don’t think I eat cheese as it is unless in food – you see, it’s my Mother who is more inclined towards having been a cheese-nibbling mouse in a past life – so no excuse there either.
Tonight, I’m going to talk about love.
But before you hit the “x” on the tab, please do keep in mind that the “love” in this post is not inspired by so and so’s recent Facebook “relationship” status update. It might part be so by the overly commercialised and romanticised Valentine’s Day – it’s at these times do I regret not being a store owner – and this month’s letter writing event.
It was when I was finishing up some note taking – I take arduous notes that usually materialise into nothing – did the thought of “love” keep melting in my mind.
Because all people should be loved, and if they aren’t or if they feel like they don’t, I think it’s about time we told them so.
I was never big into “love” as we know it you know. I might be all teary eyed from the outside – I also have a terrible condition of dry eyes for which I use this excellent fake tear drop solution and no, I do not wear contact lenses – but from the inside I have to say that I’m a bit of a tough girl. You know, it’s mostly the ones that look innocent *cough choke* that end up being all Arnold Subasinghe feisty. Just so you know, the last reference was drawn from having watched that new Terminator movie, lol.
But having thought of love and since it’s February and Valentine’s Day, I thought it would be an appropriate time to speak of love, because who doesn’t dig the subject, huh?
But in the past few days, weeks and months in my supposed journey to meditation, some bits of yoga and physical fitness, I have become very slightly obsessed with standing in front of the mirror.
We are all guilty of it and I’m at least admitting it.
But don’t get me wrong though. For most of the part and good genes, I’ve always liked how I’ve looked. Yes, a little bit more effort into the hair and makeup to the face will no doubt make me look on fleek, but ain’t body got no time for that (see we have issues waking early morning).
But what I have noticed though is, on the contrary, it is perhaps the love I have for myself and body do I find more appreciative qualities in me. It’s simultaneously important that we do not confuse this with narcissism which is a whole different ball game.
Because if we do not love ourselves enough, we will never be able to accept love into our lives. Trust me on this ones my loves, I’ve seen it and it isn’t pretty. It’s worse when you are on the other side giving this loveless person so much love (that you initially thought you neither had nor was ever capable of) but then you realise that it is never enough for they will never be happy.
It is only if we love ourselves and accept ourselves (bite me, I’m being clichè and Tumblr-esq) are we able to love someone back and receive love, unconditionally.
Unless you are a baby. Babies are little teenyboppers that no nothing of. Like Jon Snow.
If you are unsure if you love yourself, let me give you some “insight” (they get a little TMI I’m afraid) into how I know that I love myself:
Disclaimer: These are not “exclusive” or the only points of measurement. We all may love ourselves differently of course.
I take care of my body – some bits of wondering what goes into my mouth (by this I mean, food, lol); some bits of exercise and yoga (I genuinely enjoy doing it) and hygiene (I wash my hair twice a week because, dry shampoo bitches and shower at least once a day, unless it’s a weekend and I don’t need to get too close to anybody, lol)
I treat my body / self – I’m don’t have a big sweet tooth, not really a big foodie or shopper, however on that rare occasion if I feel like a chocolate milkshake and a chocolate waffle and I’m not on my period, I go for it. No body’s going to stop this girl! \m/
I don’t take many pictures of myself – Unless it’s for Snapchat because, YOLO. Haha. But in actuality, I am really not a big fan of the picture scenario. I personally think it’s totes awks in public and there is too much of planning going on during a very short span of time. STRESS!
(at the same time) I don’t mind being in pictures and I don’t request to retake any – Frankly because I can’t be bothered, lol. I know that my left side is the good side so as long as that is in, I have no qualms!
I nap when I want to – I also stay up late at night watching countless makeup tutorials and writing unpublished blog posts, but I love naps especially when it’s not bed time and thanks to the relatively flexible schedule I work with, this is possible!
I think there must be some more but then again it’s almost three in the morning and I have better things to do, like go sleep.
But think about it if you have the time – my sleeping and waking thought are the best apart from those in the shower – and treat yourself a little more in life, not just this month. As for Valentine’s Day, come write letters with us or just do your usual Sunday grocery shopping. It’s just another day after all and you might even be liable for a quicky discount 🙂
How are you doing today? When I initially put this down on paper, I was seated at a restaurant awaiting lunch – yes, I decided to have lunch yesterday and today as well #win – and was quite amused at how the chap at the restaurant assumed that I was having or rather, waiting on company. #SadLife
It’s been a week of crazy and the travels are yet to come. The past few weeks, crazy aside, have also been insightful among other things. It’s been a race against time I (think I) don’t have. So rightfully enough, today’s post is a mildly long narration about time and my eternally gratitude towards it.
The weekend we just came out from was one like no other. As an adult who has flexibility and (some) choice when it comes to work hours, managing time and maintaining non-existent self-discipline become really important. I don’t really have as much of both so for as long as I remain “flexible” 😉 it’s bound to be a constant work in progress.
The improvements began when I began taking my Saturdays off. This began a few months ago and I started using my Saturdays to either go out, sleep in or do chores that I may have put off during the week. This weekend however, I also chose to take my Sunday off.
and boy, did that do me a whole lot of good.
Also, this little self-declared weekend off did not come at a time when I didn’t have work. There was that list of forever-pending to-dos, task lists and backlogs to attend to, but I consciously told myself to stop working and to take some time off, for myself. As a result, I was able to catch up on sleep, spend time with family and the favourite and even watch some early 2000s film on television!
The physical exhaustion however did not go away as hoped, but a day and a half following the weekend (while writing this post) I managed to have the most madly productive and genuinely efficient days I’ve had since a long time.
My little exercise taught me that while workaholism is indeed commendable and even though I too am occasionally guilty of it myself, taking some time off to spend time with family, friends, loved ones and most importantly yourself, helps in resetting tasks and life back to what it were.
Because at the end of the day, from the way I see it, unless you are able to appreciate and be grateful for life as it is, searching true happiness and that happy middle will be quite an arduous task indeed. Om.
I officially did not post on Tuesday. Sigh. In my defence, I was travelling and writing my Tuesday posts the previous day does not seem likely anymore.
September 01, 2015
Clearly, the previous post did not see its way to the end either.
I’ve been horrible. Horrible at blogging. Horrible at keeping track of the work I’ve been taking on. Horrible at sleeping. Horrible at eating. Horrible at not having more than four shots of alcohol. Horrible at passing out (out of exhaustion and not drunkenness) standing, sitting half on the floor, while working, with the lights on and the list just goes on.
It’s September and I’m genuinely thrilled about it. Thrilled about the fact that a new month has passed by and that I actually made through it, alive. I think I’d be even more thrilled when September ends given the lists of unfinished work tasks and travels that await. (These are predominantly work travels, yes)
Hustle, is the word the Internet would title me with and that seems like what I’ve been doing since, well, May?
I don’t know but as far as work is concerned all I recall can be narrowed down to: meetings, emails, emails, lists, more lists, calls from people I’d rather not speak to, knocking off out of exhaustion, low pressure and sugar, exhaustion and just exhaustion-induced laziness.
Now that the ranting and excuses are done, let us resume with this week’s list of thankfuls:
2015: Has been a blessed year so far. There have been a few times when the year did get to me yes, but then that is normal noh. Work has been more than good and life seems to have taken pleasant turns since the second half of this year. The adventure seems like a fun one.
Travel(ling): Never thought this would make it in to the list of thankfuls but hey, what do you know! I’ve been privileged I would say, to travel as part of work this year and did see many places within the country that I may have simply overlooked before.
People: are universal creatures of happiness, wonderment and respect. Despite differences in culture, location and sometimes language; people always find solidarity in just being I don’t know, people and that common human nature to be, human.
Family and friends: have been my main sources of strength, food and transportation. Haha. They’ve also been crazy supportive and tolerant of everything that has happened so far this year. Also, big shout out to the “new” friends I’ve made this year as well.
Love: because who wouldn’t be thankful for it, now? 🙂
Who cannot when half the country is seemingly on vacation and all you end up doing is catching up on work!
Not a lot went down last week, but I did manage to sneak in half a mini-holiday somewhere in between because let’s face it, I may have died out of exhaustion if not. Or just lived, to be a very miserable person.
I escaped to the cold-land, which isn’t really my cup of tea on usual circumstances but hey, life is all about new experiences yes, yes, noh?
I am genuinely thankful for having taken the mini-holiday because, like the lovely Surovi says, it helps put things in perspective and it sure did. It also helped clear my mind of things that I should ideally not be bothered by and did a whole lot of good overall.
It may have also stirred in me the travel bug that was buried somewhere within, I don’t know.
Keeping this short because work lies ahead and well, a generic word of thankfulness seems more than sufficient at the moment.
In this week’s account of thankfuls I choose to give thanks to one special person celebrating his birthday today: Nivendra. He and I have known each other since university days (with this chap being my senior and “Lankan” big brother – lol) and now a good friend and partner in “good” crime. haha.
If someone were to ask me why I am thankful for this chap, all I can say is, why not?
Not only has he helped me out back in the day, today, this boy is an inspiration to countless others, including myself. I reconnected with Nivendra this year when I was curious as to what Letter Earthlings was. Little did I know it was another initiative founded, funded and run by this boy.
We should all be thankful to Nivendra because of his ample generosity and kind heart. The latter of which often gets him and trouble more often than he knows. For people like Nivendra, it’s difficult to even put on a facade of being a cold-blooded person unlike some of us! 😀
He doesn’t need a lot of things in life. Just an abundance of stationery, washi tape, good food and maybe some weed and he’d be a happy boy. haha.
I hope you have a good day sunshine. Here’s to many more happy birthdays to come.