Good morning, it’s still pretty chilly out. Please come into the warmth and let’s chat in my fresh-bread-smelling kitchen. I had just finished baking a loaf of Sourdough Foccacia. It’s been a while since I’ve baked anything and I sure do love Foccacia. They are so savory and versatile.
Here, try a piece. It’s made with my one-year-old sourdough starter. Can you believe it’s a year old already? Its birthday is February 15. They sure do grow up fast, don’t they?
If we were having coffee and bread, I would tell you I’ve been suffering from bouts of emotional and mental sickness this week. I feel like I’ve woken up on the wrong side of the emotional bed. The only emotions I’m feeling had been irritation, frustration, unfulfillment, and inadequacy but underneath it all, I feel stressed, anxious, and overwhelmed.
Mom has been complaining everyday at work about being assigned too much work. If she would spend more time doing the work instead of complaining, she’d have no trouble completing the work. Complaining feel so one-sided in this household. Only she can complain, when I complain, angry expletives would begin flying, and I’m the one who ends up running to my room, chest heaving this large load of anger and frustration.
When she’s not complaining and not working despite the workload, she’s blasting the speakers on her tablet and phone, set to YouTube, either playing Cantonese Soap Opera or news about how horrible the current government is. It’s so loud that sometimes, when I’m in my meetings, even with my door closed, the other participants would ask, “What is that background noise?” Oh, and that’s with a noise-filtering microphone plugged in.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you my CFO took me out to lunch this week. He wanted to have an one-on-one with me. I’m guessing it’s because I’m the least known person in the accounting department. During our virtual meetings, my co-workers would show off and compare the cuteness of their children and grandchildren while I often just sat there, feeling envious and bored. Since my CFO came on board in 2019, I had two one-on-one meetings, both 30 minutes but both meetings got nowhere.
He would say the purpose of the meetings was to get to know each other better, to find out what each of us can contribute more to the company but somehow, I’ve always managed to divert the conversation back to the current day-to-day manual tasks of sorting mail and data-entry.
However, the purpose of this week’s lunch was he wanted to gauge in what other aspects of accounting I’d like to do since he recent acquired a piece of new software that should lighten my workload in the coming months and/or years. “I like to design reports,” I told him.
I’m not sure where the meeting went in the end, whether I would soon be transferred to another team, I guess I’ll find out soon enough.
If we were drinking coffee, I would tell you I finally finished listening to Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell. I didn’t really get into the book until the end of part 3 and the beginning of part 4. Above is my review of the book on Goodreads. I didn’t like the ending though. It was abrupt and did not feel final. Right after finishing the book, I began listening to the sequel – Scarlett by Alexandra Ripley. I checked the reviews on Goodreads and it looked like a lot of people didn’t like the sequel. I shall be the judge of that.
If we were having coffee, I would thank you for joining me in this edition of #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we’ll both return next week.