Everything is annoying me.
There is one asshole in my office. I should probably practise gratefulness and say thank God there's only just one.
But I've been in this annoyed frame of mind for quite some time now. And this has mostly to do with the fact that I'm being asked to do certain things at work that makes me feel like I'm being taken for granted. I may be completely off the mark here but that's why I wish there was a weird work-life balance guide because I clearly suck at it.
So maybe I need to make a list of things I am looking forward to help me get through this:
- Long weekend ahead (there might be a possibility that I have to work on Saturday though? Shush little voice, let me soak this in)
- October is here! The weather, the friends coming to town with the Pujo just around the corner and a general sense of festivity... (I never was a sucker for the Durga Pujo crowd. It's maddening, there's a reason why me and mom would pack up and leave Kolkata at this time...OMG it's like I'm not even trying)
- My Garden. Yes. I water plants every morning...the first thing I wake up...and some of them are doing very well. Others are going to get showered with love this weekend.
- Furiously Happy is available in India from October 7. Nirvana :D
- I am getting a haircut this weekend. Forays shall be made into adventurous territories :p
- We are probably getting new furniture. (WTF me?)
- I am mentoring kids for a business fest. (This I am really looking forward to.)
I really need to shut up now.
But that's life right? It can't all be funny and awesome with jazz hands alerts... your best bet is to find the good parts, shrug away the anger and...
PS. I was on this long bus ride home and a lady boarded the bus with a huge package. Turned out it was Kans grass. And the grass flew everywhere spreading it's gossamery whimsy all over the bus. I thought she needed it as a prop for a pandal but she said she'd found it in an abandoned plot behind her office and she just wanted to take it home and decorate. As simple as that.
|A Scene from Pather Panchali. One of my favourite books ever. Kans Grass in the background|
So when I go out in the crowd during the madness that is Durga Pujo...or just any kind of crazy gathering really, and feel like I am losing my head, I will think back to this woman and how we're all carrying our awkward packages not because that's our job but because sometimes it's what we need...to decorate our lives around.