The End of The Week

It's 7 AM in the morning and I am still in the office. I'll be leaving in a while.

I'm still getting used to the fact that I no longer have to run like a rat just to be where I am supposed to be.

Sometimes I still feel a little disjointed from this life. It still doesn't feel real.

What did I do for this week? I attended a 2-day training for Trainers, did my revisions to my training program slides, interviewed 5 people for the pilot team and dealt with the usual day-to-day issues in the office.

What did I fail to do? Damn. I'm still not done trying to figure out activities that will keep my training class lively. I haven't finished preparing my assessment materials and my training effectivity survey.

Despite not finishing some work, I don't feel rushed, harassed or depressed.

This weekend, I'll visit my Dad, attend a baby shower for my ex-boss, go to Malate with my ex-boyfriend and my new found friend in the office, watch a tournament on Sunday and watch a movie with my sister.

So this is what it finally means to have a life....