I am in the dark gloomy months of the winter but I’m seeing signs of spring. I can see that as a metaphor of where I see myself in life right now. Looking out the window I see the shy sun peeping out from the clouds. The pavement drenched from last night’s torrential rains. I heave a heavy sigh. I feel a bit gluttonous from my habit of evening snacking, a residual holiday habit that has returned. I looked at the digital scale and saw I’ve gained back 4 lbs. My motivation at work has declined over the past year. Even the event organizing I enjoy doing for Asians@ has also been frustrating and tiring. How do you lead and influence while being respectful of others time since this is all volunteer work. On top of work shenanigans, I have to deal with our family home destroyed by squatters and deal with insurance. It’s such a nightmare.
Although there will be sticky, gummy mud slowing down my pace, there is still a promising way forward. Perhaps I should heed the feedback my manager gave me on goal setting and be a bit more proactive. Hopefully the light can start to peep through at the end of the tunnel. I’ve been starting to dabble in the new work systems. I’ve enjoyed the aspect of learning about customer journey. I’ve gone back to personal training 2x a week. I have had friends and coworkers who have helped navigate some of the insurance processes. I even got asked to paint a piece for his special edition chili crisp label. I’ve enrolled in swimming lessons. I have a sabbatical to look forward to this year. So I have travel plans to look forward to. I also started to read again and appreciate the tactile feel of the pages and see the slow but signs of progress being made. There will always be the dreary part of adulting like taxes, finances, and decluttering. Taking a deep breath and I welcome small baby steps to help carve some mental space to embrace what’s to come.
Travelogue 