Hello, welcome to #weekendcoffeeshare!

Come in and grab yourself a drink while I spare myself from work for a few minutes. Oh yes, I’m working today, probably flirting with a 65-hour work week trying to get a few month-end tasks before heading into February.

My manager told me everything must be done before Sunday. I still have about 500 exams to bill out to customers so hopefully I can get those done today since I don’t exactly want to work on a Sunday because the hours would be counted toward next week.

Still, I can’t complain, according to mom, because I can never work as hard as her. According to her, I must be grateful even though I have a headache and have to squint to type these words. She did a few weeks of 70-hour work weeks back in 2018 and came home every night to scream at me for not looking hard enough for a job.

So, no complaining, shake it off, you can do this.

Honk…

Sorry, did that startle you?

I apologize for that. Mom’s blasting away YouTube videos on her tablet. It’s loud enough to hear from all corners of the house, probably from the street, too.

That honking sound, my friend, that’s the truckers honking over in Canada, by the U.S-Canadian border, who knows where else. That’s all I’ve been hearing this week and I found myself jumping sometimes because it’s so loud.

Like a few nights ago, just as I was about to climb into bed came a loud honk from the Master bedroom across the hall. It made me jump because even through two closed doors, it was still loud enough to feel like it’s coming from outside my window.

It’s why I always have my headphones on. This week, I have been listening to the Jane Austen collection on Audible. It’s 45 hours long with 6 Jane Austen classics. I am now about 30 hours in and listening to Emma, which is the 4th story.

My favorite so far is Mansfield Park because I felt a little relatable to the character, Fanny Price, as I was, too, an outsider once being taken in by relatives even though I wasn’t pulled from my parents. Still, an outsider is an outsider and a lot of times, an outsider isn’t fairly treated despite of the blood relations.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you my second oral surgery is in three days, which is next Tuesday. I’m getting the remaining 4 teeth extracted from inside my gums. The oral surgeon told me this surgery would be a piece of cake. So why do I feel so nervous?

I think it’s because it’s the right side of my mouth, the side which I actually have teeth to chew anything, and if the surgery is anything like last time, it will feel like my mouth’s been sealed shut. It took about 2 weeks to loosen my left jaw last time, how long will it take this time?

It also mean I might truly have to stick to a liquid diet this time unlike last time when I had teeth for chewing. I’m glad I still have my large tub of protein powder. It should help keep me full.

Thank you for joining me for this #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we will both return next weekend.