Gloria: You look like a mom.
Me: ... Thanks?
My coworker insisted this was a good thing -- a certain confidence I have now that marked me as no longer "a little girl". I asked her if she wasn't just mistaking tiredness for gravity / seriousness, because I feel, if anything, less confident of what I'm doing every day...
As predicted, people wanted to know where James was and why I didn't bring him. I was saved by Maria -- she rolled in with pram and baby Carter. He's 4 weeks old and pretty cute. Their baby-cuteness appetite redirected: my chance to escape!
To my original goal: recovering my stuff from the office. Lorena had packed
up my desk, splitting and boxing work from personal stuff (apparently several minutes at the end of each day). Ian, Olivia, Esther, and Andrea
helped me move them to Dad's waiting car.* It almost didn't all fit.
I tried to catch up on what's been going on: Esther got a longer contract; many more students hired, and now housed in another area; Andrea is now in my space (hired on for summer and co-op ); Olivia got a nice chic hair cut...
It was a mixed blessing that Lorena mixed up my visiting time / date. Fewer people, (slightly) longer talks. Jenny asked if I've been taking videos -- she's been videoing her baby (no longer a baby, now a
toddler terror :P) a few times each month. Dang, forgot: Colour, moving and still.
I gave out packages of the red eggs and candies. Wanted to stay longer, but knew Dad would be impatient. And, though sad I was to go, I knew, already I didn't quite belong here. And I was exhausted.
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* Dad still won't let me drive, even though there's been no driving restrictions from my OB-GYN (because I'm healing well). He's pretty sure I don't get enough sleep for it to be safe. He might not be wrong, but it means if want to run my errands, I have to listen to the lectures.
Showing posts with label Office Visits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Office Visits. Show all posts
Wednesday, 4 May 2016
Friday, 19 July 2013
Office, Sweet Office
After months of speculation, we've moved!
Over the past two weeks, I threw out (some) stuff and dumped (most) stuff into boxes. On Tuesday, I loaded the boxes onto bookshelf-like trollies.
Then Wednesday, we were to forgot about it all. Our team was booked for an all day meeting and training session and thus very conveniently out of the way when the professional movers were to do their thing. But then there was a knock on the meeting room door...
Should have known: My stuff caused a problem. It was embarrassing, but was eventually sorted out.
Now, with a couple days here, I'm really enjoying having a window. I hope people visit.
Over the past two weeks, I threw out (some) stuff and dumped (most) stuff into boxes. On Tuesday, I loaded the boxes onto bookshelf-like trollies.
Then Wednesday, we were to forgot about it all. Our team was booked for an all day meeting and training session and thus very conveniently out of the way when the professional movers were to do their thing. But then there was a knock on the meeting room door...
Should have known: My stuff caused a problem. It was embarrassing, but was eventually sorted out.
Now, with a couple days here, I'm really enjoying having a window. I hope people visit.
Monday, 2 April 2012
Thursday, 10 March 2011
Cheering Moments
Was still feeling blue despite getting some practice in class between our TA duties (and enthusiastic cheers from our students - bless them!).
And then yesterday, Paul picked me up from the office yesterday for dinner and brought a very special guest: House Hippo!
We didn't stick around the office too long, instead, heading out for the first Subway on the list (the new challenge is to visit every one downtown and rate them - this might be shortlived). Their current meal deal is a $5 meatball sub. Great, since it's one of my favourites on the menu. Paul laughed, though, when I told him I thought their meatballs looked smaller than before (there's got to be a way for them to sell them cheaper...)
Walked around downtown stopped to visit the Citadel. Ah, all that green and lushness! He made me laugh without knowing it. Then he tried to boggle my brain with "fantastical numbers". Definitely took mind off of the comp for a little while...
And then yesterday, Paul picked me up from the office yesterday for dinner and brought a very special guest: House Hippo!
We didn't stick around the office too long, instead, heading out for the first Subway on the list (the new challenge is to visit every one downtown and rate them - this might be shortlived). Their current meal deal is a $5 meatball sub. Great, since it's one of my favourites on the menu. Paul laughed, though, when I told him I thought their meatballs looked smaller than before (there's got to be a way for them to sell them cheaper...)
Walked around downtown stopped to visit the Citadel. Ah, all that green and lushness! He made me laugh without knowing it. Then he tried to boggle my brain with "fantastical numbers". Definitely took mind off of the comp for a little while...
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
Do not shy away
Beth comes for visit today. An hour passes by before I even know it. I feel bad that I wasn't working, but I feel energised from our talk. She shares this:
Our Deepest Fear
it is our light not our darkness that most frightens us
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
—Marianne Williamson
Our Deepest Fear
it is our light not our darkness that most frightens us
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
—Marianne Williamson
Friday, 24 November 2006
Sleepless in Edmonton
"This e-mail has been brought to you by linking prepositions and the letter "A."" ~ Nikki
Work Email Inbox: 424
Days to Sarah Slean: 2!
Brr... super cold outside. Boots, coat, mitts, and many, many layers. Pib had once suggested that I should grow a beard to improve my dancing. Can't say it made sense, but I can see it as a possible benefit for right now: a scarf that I wouldn't absentmindly (easily) leave at restaurants.
Malcolm came to visit on Wednesday! Wearing a kilt! Lidia was convinced he had visited before, which he hasn't. Which lead to the question: Is there a Math aura? I entertained him with some of my nicknacks and showed off my red files. He made me laugh... and from his splockasthkelar he pulled out a cell phone! It's so nice to have visitors... hm... I should have offered some tea...
A bout of insominia has hit our house. Dad has his mind on the car; Mom's is preoccupied with finding a new family doctor (must speak Chinese); and me... stuff. Such as the proper count for quickstep. Could it be that the music is in 4/4 time, but the basic is in three? Such questions students ask! Grr! Or more troubling, how adamant I was about being right, only to find that I was wrong. Is this a sign of close-mindedness? And when does confidence become rude?
With the added snow fall, decided to finally start Christiana's snow album. Here is Part 1.
AIDS Awareness Week starts today and ends 01-DEC-2006. Lots of activities going on. "We are the Remedy" concert at Remedy on Thursday the 30th. And really curious about Condom Art Pins being displayed at Nokomis, and SUB on the 1st. More details here.
Rem & Steph - get well soon!
Work Email Inbox: 424
Days to Sarah Slean: 2!
Brr... super cold outside. Boots, coat, mitts, and many, many layers. Pib had once suggested that I should grow a beard to improve my dancing. Can't say it made sense, but I can see it as a possible benefit for right now: a scarf that I wouldn't absentmindly (easily) leave at restaurants.
Malcolm came to visit on Wednesday! Wearing a kilt! Lidia was convinced he had visited before, which he hasn't. Which lead to the question: Is there a Math aura? I entertained him with some of my nicknacks and showed off my red files. He made me laugh... and from his splockasthkelar he pulled out a cell phone! It's so nice to have visitors... hm... I should have offered some tea...
A bout of insominia has hit our house. Dad has his mind on the car; Mom's is preoccupied with finding a new family doctor (must speak Chinese); and me... stuff. Such as the proper count for quickstep. Could it be that the music is in 4/4 time, but the basic is in three? Such questions students ask! Grr! Or more troubling, how adamant I was about being right, only to find that I was wrong. Is this a sign of close-mindedness? And when does confidence become rude?
With the added snow fall, decided to finally start Christiana's snow album. Here is Part 1.
AIDS Awareness Week starts today and ends 01-DEC-2006. Lots of activities going on. "We are the Remedy" concert at Remedy on Thursday the 30th. And really curious about Condom Art Pins being displayed at Nokomis, and SUB on the 1st. More details here.
Rem & Steph - get well soon!
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