I scare myself sometimes when I start working. I tend to get a little manic when I get on a project and when my brain starts chugging, it's hard to stop. I think of it non-stop, even after the designated time off period. Since I work from home, I don't, technically, have an office and a home, so it's really important for me to know when to switch off and slow down.
And when I get manic, I get really manic and I forget everything. And I mean everything. Can you imagine someone who can hold her wee in for more than 5 hours. Not healthy, I know, but I forget....what can I say???
My projects are suffering because most of them are US-based clients and when they suffer, I suffer along with them. So, been taking on some Malaysian projects (which I have explained earlier I am not too keen on) to get me going. And the pace picked up recently and I am facing another potential melt-down. The prob is that I don't know when I am facing a breakdown because I don't know when to stop. There's always something else to do...one more thing...one more, one more...and then one more. Then when I look at the clock, it's time to sleep and my kids are snoring away on the couch.
Well, it's not exactly that bad but it's bad enough.
That's why I say, I scare myself. The workaholic in me scares me. This blog entry serves as a reminder to myself to shut down when it's time to shut down and I won't repeat the same mistake again. The mistake of walking the path towards a burnout.....
p.s. To the guy I designed a logo for today, it's not you I am talking about. It's the Dealership Proposal that I am talking about here. B.O.R.I.N.G.....
I was kind of a little sad when I read the news about this - there will be no live-in Indonesian maids in Malaysia anymore.
There are pros and cons to having a live-in maid, as with everything else, but for us, we enjoyed more pros than cons. Back then, when my kids were little, we brought in a family of maids to help with...well, just about everything, and we were like two families merged into one. They ate what we ate, we sleep, they sleep, we shop, they shop, they joke, we laugh, we joke, they laugh...for me, the maid I hired was more like a sister and side-kick to me.
For that few years, I was dependent on her to mind-read my schedule and when I need or don't need help. She picked things up quickly and we ended up having lots of moments whereby we were in sync. Today, two of them are on my Facebook and we were gleefully chatting over Facebook Messenger since they've just discovered the wonders of the Internet and Social Media.
Since we were more like partners in crime, I f…
There are pros and cons to having a live-in maid, as with everything else, but for us, we enjoyed more pros than cons. Back then, when my kids were little, we brought in a family of maids to help with...well, just about everything, and we were like two families merged into one. They ate what we ate, we sleep, they sleep, we shop, they shop, they joke, we laugh, we joke, they laugh...for me, the maid I hired was more like a sister and side-kick to me.
For that few years, I was dependent on her to mind-read my schedule and when I need or don't need help. She picked things up quickly and we ended up having lots of moments whereby we were in sync. Today, two of them are on my Facebook and we were gleefully chatting over Facebook Messenger since they've just discovered the wonders of the Internet and Social Media.
Since we were more like partners in crime, I f…