#WeekendCoffeeShare -A February Weekend


Good morning! Welcome, please help yourself to a cup of hot or cold beverage and join me for a quick chat.

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If we were having coffee, I would ask, “did you hear the news yesterday?” Yesterday, February 2, was Groundhog Day, in which a groundhog – Punxsutawney Phil – was brought out to predict whether we’ll be suffering through 6 more weeks of winter or whether spring is on its way. It predicts this fate by looking to see whether it can see its shadow.

It predicted early spring. If you asked if I believe it, in previous years, I would tell you it’s a bunch of baloney. According to the internet, this creature is usually only about 40% (4 out of 10 years) correct. Anyone with a brain and common sense would know this does not look like a good probability. However, I have a feeling this groundhog hit the jackpot this year.

The spring bulbs I planted last October are already popping out of the ground – a sign spring is coming because what better way to welcome spring than with a bunch of tulips and daffodils? At least I know now the bulbs are still alive but I think I’m going to have lots of tiny tulips this year because I planted a bunch of newly divided bulbs and many of the bulbs are tiny. I’m guessing it will take a few years for the bulbs to get big.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you I went to the doctor this week and had my blood tested. Though I have already received the results, I’m currently waiting for the doctor to review the results and give me a call. I suspect he’ll tell me the source of my fatigue is originated from my misbehaving thyroid.

During my appointment, he suspected stress might had played a role. I suspected it, too, because when have I not been stressed living with someone like my mom?

Speaking of my mom, her new water cooler was delivered this week. Of course, I did not know about it. I was actually afraid of this happening because when she signed up for the service, she’d never created an account despite receiving an email telling her to set up a password and that would be up to me to do so.

Our current water cooler has had difficulty pumping water from the 5-gallon jug for a long time. Apparently, the company that sells this kind of water dispenser no longer sells water dispenser, instead, we must now rent it for $4 a month. This is because these water coolers break too easily, so it ensures us that if it breaks, we can get a replacement quickly.

The very first thing mom did was compare the two water coolers and then launched a myriad of complaints about the new water cooler. Like how the cup holder is so narrow or how can she hold a cup and press the button and lever for hot water at the same time? Meanwhile, there I was, trying to get things done for the month-end close.

I feel my mom can be so inconsiderate and unrespectable of me. Like how I told her on Monday afternoon I have a meeting and then she went and turning the volume up on her tablet to the point when I couldn’t hear what the other person was speaking even with headphones on and the door to my room closed. Meanwhile, she would demand absolute silence when she’s in a meeting.

Or like when we were in Japan, she would wear earbuds when she’s sleeping so she could listen to her YouTube without bugging her friend but the moment her friend’s gone, she took out her earbuds and blasted YouTube through the night at top volume.

I almost had to apologize to my co-worker during the meeting on Monday. “Sorry for the noise. It’s not me. I promise my attention is on you.”

#weekendcoffeeshare is hosted by Natalie of Natalie the Explorer. I appreciate you stopping by. Until next we chat. 🙂

8 thoughts on “#WeekendCoffeeShare -A February Weekend

  1. When your mother’s behavior affects you professionally, not to mention your health, it may be time to take a stand. That, of course, is up to you and what you are willing to tolerate. I can tell you don’t like conflict and confrontation. I understand because I have the same nature.

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    1. There are days when I can’t tolerate but I’m afraid to confront because she’ll either say I’m being too sensitive or she’ll do it once or twice before reverting to her previous behavior. It’s worse than talking to a child.

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