Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Final day of 2008...

We've come to the end of the year... this year was certainly pretty eventful (but then again, every year seems to be so...). Am glad that I set up this blog cos it contains lots of great memories, both good and bad (luckily many more good ones than bad ones) and when I spent some time going through my entries recently, I realised how much life has to offer, and I know there are times that I will certainly cherish.
I've already established a brand new blog, which will be 'released' tomorrow...hee. Will post the URL here tomorrow. Am certainly not deleting this one... will wanna keep all my blogs if possible. Gonna do one blog per year and if many years down the road, if my blogs are still around and I get to revisit them, it'll be really interesting to go through the entries again and reminisce the times I've gone through. Did that with the old handwritten diary I kept in secondary school before and it was fun seeing what I wrote then (although I think I was kinda juvenile and naive, back in my adolescent years :p).
By the way, Miss Mini VJ's found a permanent spot in our home. Was in the bathroom just now and decided to take an updated pic of her in her new place. Haha. Managed to convince Hubby to keep her at home cos I couldn't bear the thought of leaving her in the office over weekends or holidays without anyone tending to her. So he gave in and agreed to have her do a service to us in exchange for staying in our home -- and that's to brighten up our bathroom. Now with her around, the bathroom in the master bedroom has a hotel/ resort feel. Haha.



And am so pleased to see that she's growing well! When she first came, Miss Mini VJ only had 2 bloomed buds. Now she's got about twice as many flowers on her! Yaaay! My fingers are finally GREEN! ;D
I can understand why tending to plants might be therapeutic to some. I think it's got that kind of effect on me too. Was pretty stressed the past two days over work... attended 2 full days of meetings, and was informed of changes to my workload only at the last minute, assigned new positions and greater responsibilities etc....well, basically everything was dropped on me (on most of my colleagues too, actually) like a bomb when it's only 2 days before the new school year starts. The only good thing was that I wasn't that reactive, unlike in all the previous years. Strangely, I think I've matured work-wise and am more ready to handle changes. After all, it's inevitable in my line of work, when every day could be a battle, and when change becomes the only constant. So when I got all these news, I wasn't angry or upset. I was more worried than angry. Worried about HOW to do well in the face of these changes. Worried about how to benefit the students as much as possible. Just plain worried.
It was only last night when I got home that everything seemed to sink in. But still, I wasn't angry, even when unloading all the events and thoughts to Hubby when he came home last night. Was just very, VERY worried. So worried that I didn't even sleep well and had nightmares and all.
But just now, when looking at Miss Mini VJ, I was sort of calmed. That little plant seems to exude strength in life, and is just growing and blossoming quietly in her own way. Then it struck me consciously that I wanna be like that too. I don't wanna be constantly worried or anxious about things. I wanna be in my own quiet control and just live the best I can each day. Then I thought back to what Hubby told me last night -- just do my best in whatever I am given. I'm not a newbie in the field. I've attained my own successes in my job and if I've been able to survive the past few turbulent years, there's no reason I can't do it again. Plus, as what Hubby also very smoothly reminded me before, I've got him plus he does all the chores, so what's there not to be happy about? Heh.
I know my heart still feels heavy because of various uncertainties I face in the job, but I will continue to remind myself that worrying doesn't help -- action does. So... *deep breath* 2009, here I come.

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