A recent spate of events reminded me of how sometimes, I become my very own worse critic.
I treat people with respect, patience and kindness but sometimes I forget that it is equally, if not more important to treat myself with patience and kindness.
So today, I will dust off the wounds and accept that it is okay to fail from time to time.
The more important lesson is, how can I learn from this mistake and be a better Charlene tomorrow.
On a side note, the hubby is making huge inroads in his (new) business. I put new in parentheses because I’m not sure if 1.5 years is still classified as new. Intelligence, persistence, diligence and courage are some of the values that he has exemplified over the last 2 years and I couldn’t be more proud of him! I seldom use the word deserved, because I find it somewhat entitled but I’m going to make the exception and say that he deserves all the success he’s going to get from this business, because of the crazy ass amount of work that he has put into it!
My smart little puppy! *pats pats*
It has been 626 days since I moved to NYC.
But tonight I finally felt like saw a breakthrough in my “PROJECT CHARBOT CONQUERS AMERICA“!!!
I remember when I first got to NYC and hung out with Kris’s friends/work buddies. I did not freaking understanding their humor, colloquialism and general references to the ‘American’ way. I give some credit to the field that my husband is in, people in tech have a different way of expressing themselves. No really, hang around some (cool) geeks one day and you will notice the difference.
Today I sat down for a 4.5 hour dinner/drinks shenanigan and I totally UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING THAT WAS SAID. I laughed a lot and was able to poke fun at people. (right back-atcha!)
I came home and realized I didn’t have to ask Kristopher, what did ‘xxx’ mean when he said ‘yyy’. Statistically speaking, it was with similar variables of his ex-colleagues, therefore I feel like the analysis of my learning of “Americanisms’ has vastly improved. I probably learnt most of it prior to today’s 626 mark, but today was a proven ‘test’. After all, you must start an experiment with similar variables!
And you know what?
It feels ABSOLUTELY GREAT!!!
Makes the OCD in me extremely pleased because I like to to be in control and know (almost) everything and anything. True I might not know a lot of things in the grand scheme of things, but mastering something new always feels AWESOME!
PS: Spring, if you do read this. I would like you to know that Matt said this at least 3 times over dinner: (and I quote), “My wife is BEAUTIFUL”.
We’re currently at Maryland where Kris is attending and speaking at a conference. I remember him telling me that, he doesn’t really like travelling for work. I now see why. He attends the conference from morning (9am) till around 7pm or 10pm , then continues to come back to work till 2am. He’s a work a bot. I’m sure it helps that he loves his job but he is really one of the most focused and hardworking person I know. Thanks for working so hard to support us BOTMAN!
(related) *ahem ahem* Just Sayin!
Meanwhile, I’m having a ‘staycation’ or perhaps ‘studycation’.
Our lovely Room.
Grandiose Hotel Lobby
Maryland crabcakes. So GOOD!
I brought school work!
Swim Swam Swum
Oh! I coerced him for dinner last night too. Wham! Bam! 40minutes and we were done. Then he went back to the room to work on his slides, for his presentation at 11am, this morning. Business is really kicking in for him, so he has 194034432 gazillion things to do at any given time. We were sick last 1.5 weeks too, hence a backlog in his TO-DO list, so I think he was a little stressed trying to finish this presentation last night. At 2am, there was a resigned, “okay this will do look”. But as his mummy says, ‘he will be fine, he always finds a way to pull through and make it work well’. MY MIL is really awesome in being his Number 1 cheer leader for him! I know they said the wife is supposed to assume that role, but hello! She has a 31 year head-start in witnessing his achievements all these years. Plus she doesn’t live with him anymore and I’m the one that has to put up with stress related side effects!
Muahahaha. I digress, she’s really a good mother. Always positive, encouraging and willing to listen to him at all hours of the day, even when she has had a long hard day at work and hasn’t eaten dinner. Whenever he calls back, she will rather talk to him than eat her dinner.
I digress again!
Here’s a picture of HAPPY US post dinner!
(Crappy Iphone pic, bad lightning and random unskilled but very kind photographer!)
Kris and myself have a competition going on. Its the “Who can be more hardworking” competition. Its basically measured by the sheer amount of waking hours spent on work.
Apart from when he was OUT COLD from his flu, I think he wins. He’s still sick actually but he decided to
still infect everyone at work go to work regardless. 😛
I got a milder version of Kris’s cold but what really bothered me was tooth issues on both sides of my jaw. Annoys me to no end because I love food, I love chewing yummy food. Now I’ve resorted to mostly fruit smoothies and fattening milkshakes. I went for a Singaporean event the other day and I could only eat chicken rice and flat rice noodles coz it required v little chewing. I had to swallow some satay and throw away the yummy Hainanese chicken. It makes me very sad. Very very sad.
Conversation this morning with the hubby
“Him: Argh! Client cancelled the call in the last minute, rushed to work early in the morning for nothing.
Me: Well that’s good right, start work early on a friday. You do know the penthouse isn’t going to buy itself right?”
I feel that people these days have a severe lack of respect for another person’s time. I hate it when people show up more than 20 minutes late and don’t apologize for being late. Its not the apology so much as the, oh 20 minutes is no big deal. Frankly speaking, I think it just shows that A) You don’t respect my time, B) You’re very badly brought up. Badly brought up because you don’t see a need to spare a thought for others and think that the world revolves around you so much that, ‘oh that person waiting probably has nothing much to do with his/her life and therefore can spend 20 minutes waiting at the street corner/restaurant doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!”
Not showing up at all is infinitely worse. Unless your dog dies, you made an appointment with me, honor it. Or tell me at least a couple of hours in advance that you can’t make it, or apologize sincerely when you can’t make it at the last minute.
There you have it. My rant for a Friday Morning.
No time to rattle on. I have a date with the library! 🙂