The timing is not quite right

I was on my way back home at around 5 PM when I saw this sign on the freeway -



Looks like Caltrain has to try harder to convince people to take the train instead of driving.

Where I belong

For a while now I've been telling people I like my job and the company I work for. Today I found out why. And no it's not that they pay me $$$$$ (because they don't).

We were watching an important presentation by our company today. And all of us were engrossed. Even though most of the terms they were using didn't make sense to most of us.
But we still watched - I know some people who got up really early (it started at 8 am Eastern time), I know some people who missed lunch.

Some of us even had our fingers crossed when it was time for the vote. And after, everyone was excited as if they personally had won. It was as if all those fingers being crossed had really made a difference.

A few people started walking around, telling everyone they ran into "Hey, did you hear? We got the approval".

That word is what gets me. Everytime. We.

:)

I had a great day today. It was one of those days where you're thinking "it can't get any better than this", when someone gives you a hundred dollars.
All day there were many things that made me smile, laugh out loud, jump up and down, excitedly call my husband...
All day long I was thinking of how I had so many wonderful things to blog about.
Now that I'm sitting here though, I find it difficult to describe exactly why today was wonderful.
Except that I went back to Kickbox Aerobics class and was so happy I did. And someone really did give me $100.

Days of my life

L (Guy I work with): Hey, you ok?

Me: Ya. Why?
L: Well you've not been bugging me much recently - so I thought you were coming down with something.

Me: .....

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This is a picture of the box my fries came in at lunch today:

At least now I don't feel so bad about all those carbs.

Fun Friday

Today turned out to be a nice way to end this week.

At work many of us were "dressed up" for Diwali. Naturally that involved tons of compliments
"I LOVE what you're wearing"
"Ooooh are those diamonds?"
"Your shoes are SO pretty"

From there it was on to lunch - and except for the 20 minute wait to get seated, it was great.

And the way the day ended? A visit to A's place where I was treated to his best behaviour.
"Peesh" (let me play with your phone)
"Thank you" (for letting me play with your phone)
"Thank you" (for letting me take a picture of my mom's carpet)
"Bye" (I'm going to watch a video now)

All in all, a day that has me smiling at the end of it (sigh) Everyone should have more of those.

Is the weekend here yet?

SO much happened already this week and I still have Friday to get through:

1) We went from broken garage door opener on Monday to swanky new garage door opener - including a fancy keyless entry system - on Tuesday. I LOVE my husband's choice in gadgets.

2) I spent 3 days in training and found out:

• I’m a geek
• I still have my obsession with taking notes the “right way” using the “right writing instrument” (1 blue pen, 1 black pen, 1 pencil, 2 highlighters)
• I DID pay some attention in Business School
• I wish I'd paid more attention in Business School
• Now all of a sudden I'm looking for more classes I can take (Note to self: Take a deep
  breath till such feelings pass)
• I wasn't really missed at work
• I really missed being at work

3) I found out I may just be working for the coolest company ever.

4) When you know someone is scheduled to power-wash your windows, you shower that much faster.

5) Someone told me I speak a certain language well and made my day (and caused me to make at least 3 phone calls to gloat).

6) Sometimes Murphy listens when you ask him (and his law) to take a hike – and things go right. Like when I woke up late on Wednesday and still made it to work before class started (the icing - it turned out to be a great-hair-day).

Don't mess with me in Math Class...

...or any social situation that involves numbers and a problem to solve.

I was in project management training today where we learnt about estimating schedules. Everything was fine - all of us were nodding seriously to everything the instructor said, highlighting every third word and so on.

Suddenly he said something about an exercise. That involved looking at a diagram of different activities that made up a project, the dependencies between them and the time needed for each activity. We had to calculate what the shortest time to finish the project was.

I picked up my pencil and it was like I was possessed. I could feel the adrenaline rush. For the next couple of minutes my hand moved frantically across the page till I was done. I put down my pencil and looked up. I saw a room full of people still poring over their notebooks with a look of confusion.

And I smiled. The smile of the geek who loved her high school math textbook almost as much as she loved her copy of "Heidi" and "The Secret Garden".

A picture is worth a thousand words

DO NOT KICK FLUSH HANDLES OR COSTLY REPAIRS WILL BE NEEDED

(I couldn't get a clearer picture the first couple of times. And I didn't want to try too many times and gross out the people in the stalls next to me.)

Hmmm. I'm sure there are many people who find an outlet for their anger / frustration / sadism / {insert other negative emotion here} by kicking flush handles in the loo.

On a completely unrelated note - I found out 2 women I work with are taking part in the National Novel Writing Month (whew)

Where did the extra hour go?

Apparently we "fell back" an hour today. Apparently I got an extra hour of sleep today. Apparently it's really 11.30 now. Apparently...you get the drift right?

The only problem is - where did that extra hour go?

I mean it's late on a Sunday night and I'm still sitting here thinking of the 10,000 things I have to do before tomorrow. Surely if there were an "extra hour" like everyone wants me to believe - I'd have done at least 9,999 of those things.

Next time, I'd like that "extra hour" in installments of 3 minutes please - so I can be on time for 20 meetings / make the light near my office before it turns red / have time for cleanse-tone-moisturise in the nights as well...the list goes on.

Ever wondered why…

…the only people who look good working out in a gym are the ones who don’t need to
…when you’re late for work and park in the first available spot (a mile away) – you see a vacant spot right by the building’s entrance
…your cube at office looks like a Martha Stewart showpiece but your living room always looks like the scene of a major hurricane
…you never have anywhere to go / anyone to meet when you’re having a “good hair day” (ditto for “great skin day”)
…the one day you decide to indulge in “comfort food” at the cafeteria is the day you run into everyone you know
...just when you think you have men all figured out, they bowl you over with something totally unexpected
…your manager *always* stops by your desk when you’re taking your first break of the day to browse the net (after 4 hours of non-stop work)
…the cute skirt that made you look great in the store’s trial room makes you look fat in real life
…the prettier your shoes are, the more uncomfortable they are to walk in
…the day you wear that new jacket is the day you spill mustard all over yourself
…in spite of all this, life still is a blast?!

What I did at work today

I am thinking about how nice a hug would feel right now
I said I would not be such a cry baby (just like I said I would watch my weight I guess)
I am crazy
I want to travel, learn more languages, meditate on my belly-button (big picture) fit into size 4 jeans (small picture – actually big if you look at “it” from a different angle)
I wish I were more organised
I love the sound of my husband’s voice
I cry for no reason and for everything
I hear imaginary people talk about me
I wonder what would happen if I tried to disappear? Would I succeed? Would they find me?
I regret all the times I mope and think "what if?"
I confuse myself constantly – am I or am I not? Do I or do I not? Can I or can I not?
I dance very very badly (ask Anahat)
I sing off-key,out of tune and all the time
I am not always spaced-out – there are times when I have brilliant flashes of inspiration and sometimes surprise myself even
I write better when I’m angry / hurt / sad
I need to get a new look