I Don’t Really Have Problems

I woke up early went out to grab a coffee.  There weren’t a lot of people at the coffee shop and I grabbed a seat in front of the store’s window and started to read.  After reading for awhile, something on the sidewalk caught my eye. I looked up and saw an elderly homeless woman standing on the sidewalk just staring ahead.  I went back to my reading.  After awhile, I looked up and she still hasn’t moved.  She seemed to be sleeping standing up.

Great… I wanted a nice quiet coffee break with a book and I didn’t want to see this.   I’ve seen this woman before.  This time she was in bad shape.  She moved a few steps and then  remained motionless again with her eyes almost shut.  It looked like she was wearing her hoodie upside down and most of her left shoulders were showing.

A man in grey sweat pants approached her. The chatted for awhile.  I didn’t know what he was up to so I watched him.  But he got her a glass of water from the coffee shop.  She sat down, carefully inserted the straw into the cup and drank.  The man sat down with her.  I checked to see if I had any loose change but I didn’t.  She slowly got up and walked away with her water.

I get too self absorbed in my own “problems”.  I’m sure she would have loved my problems.



Boys Will Be Boys

J’s nephews from out of town were visiting this week and I got a chance to play with them.  Most of the time, they are engrossed on games on their phones.  But J got them some nerf guns and they decided to gang up on me.  I grabbed the smallest kid from behind, pointed his gun at his brothers while using him as a shield.  It worked for awhile until he squirmed away while screaming at the top of his lungs.

I found out that it was easy to just pull those “bullets” which they said was cheating.  I also hid them only to be labeled a “stealer”.  I invented time outs (“you can’t call time outs!). J declared a safe zone in the dining room and kitchen which is where I hid.  I stole their guns when they weren’t looking.  They retaliated by pulling the sleeves of my polo shirt until it drooped down to my forearms.

When the play shifted to J’s bedroom, I grabbed a sock from the laundry hamper and shoved it on one of their nose.  The stinky socks ruse didn’t work for long.  The smallest one kept trying to kick me in the nuts while another one kept slapping my butt.  I found out that they hesitated to shoot me if I wore my glasses.  They asked me several times to take it off because they didn’t want to damage my glasses.  I kept them on.  Eventually I started to play mind games with them by trying to get them to turn on each other. I pretended that one of them was my partner while he would would deny it.  I stood beside him in fake solidarity while he insisted to his brothers that he wasn’t my partner.  I told them that I gave the “traitor” some money and now he is on my side.

Alas, it was soon dinner time.  The guns were put away and replaced with chopsticks and rice bowls.  They are good kids who say please and thank you all the time.  They don’t seem to have a problem sharing with each other too which was nice to see.  But next time they visit, I’m getting the biggest nerf gun I can find.

Networking Because I’m Not Working

I went to a networking event today and much to my surprise, it went well.  There was a speaker there and he made us practice our 30 second commercial.  I was barely functioning on roughly 3 hours of sleep.  It was past 4 AM when I finally dozed off.  My alarm beeped frantically at 6AM.  I slept for another hour, showered, grabbed breakfast and made it there on time.

It was good to sit down and listen to someone who spoke so well on a topic he was so passionate about.  He had a slide deck of about 10 slides but used them for reference only.  It felt more like a chat than a lecture.  After the lecture was over, I stayed behind with 2 people who were at my table.  We chatted about our work, gave each other encouragement, shared some laughs and promised to connect on LinkedIn.  The 3 of us are introverts.  I mentioned that I had to be outgoing at all my jobs and I just viewed it as my role.  It’s similar to what an actor does I suppose.

When I got home, I was a bit tired but I didn’t nap.  After dinner I thought I would be very sleepy but I puttered around LinkedIn a bit, did a load of laundry, made some muesli for tomorrow and kept one eye on the baseball game (the Toronto Blue Jays won…).  Tomorrow will be working on my resume and building my goals and a project plan with dates and milestones.

There is one hitch.  J and I were talking about another trip to Asia.  At first I thought this would  not be a good idea.  But I do want to take advantage of the “free time” I have now.  If I found a job, I won’t have the seniority to take a long vacation.  But if I go on a trip, I have to figure out how to deal with my job search and of course money.

I Can’t Believe …

I can’t believe..

  1.  It’s been over a year since I last updated that short story with Kelvin and Rigby.  In fact, since I lost my job I haven’t written any fiction.  Ugh.  I need to write again.
  2.  That there’s so much hair on my bathroom floor and yet, I look like I need some manscaping down there.  I can only conclude some hairy guy is sneaking into my bathroom when I’m not at home.
  3.  My car finally hit 300K!
  4.  We’re almost 3/4 into 2016.
  5.   My condo is a mess.  I think I clutter and declutter my condo at the same rate.
  6.  It’s so hard writing or talking about myself (resume, 30 second commercial, 90 second commercial).  My counselor told me to think of it as a marketing material.  The option to not market yourself is obvious.
  7.  I’ve been on WordPress for 3 yrs now.
  8.   My tribe are ex Xangans that I’ve known for many years. Wait, I do believe it.  I still rely on you for a lot of support and friendship. It’s not something I take for granted.


J and I have very different approaches to gym.  The gym in my condo is ok but it’s on the small side.  There are 2 thread mills, a universal gym, free weights, a couple of bikes and stair master.  When there’s 2 or 3 people in there, I can’t get to my stuff.  And most of the people in my condo are fit and it seems they exercise a bit longer than average.  So I go late at night.  Now that my days are free, I go during the day time.

On the other hand, J goes to a gym where there are some hot Asians.  He told me many times works out longer because they are there.  I used to go to these big gyms.  I liked the music but I just had to stay in my own quiet zone.  I like the solitude of stretching by myself and “listening” to my body.

I have to confess that my body is always telling me to take it easy.  Today I wanted to go to the gym but my body told me I should be working on my resume instead.  I did go to the gym eventually.  I tell myself that I’m not going to hit my target weight in a month.  I’m lasting a bit longer on the thread mill.  I don’t count how much of that is walking vs running.  I do a bit more on the free weights.  As long as I’m active and sweating, I know I’m doing something right.

Does watching workout videos count as working out?  (no dirty jokes …)

Nope – not me

  1.  Pokemon GO.  It looks interesting and I like the technology behind it.  But nope, you won’t catch me with that on my phone.  I won’t even “like” on any Pokemon Go photos on my Instagram.
  2.  Facebook – nope, I’m still not using it.
  3.  Automatic transmissions – I’ve driven manual transmissions but if I get a new car, I may have to switch to an automatic transmission.  Sigh.
  4.  Hipster – nah, I’m too old fashioned and I can’t grow a beard.
  5.  Snapchat – doubt it…. especially anything with dog filters.  Growl.

On the other hand, I have a LinkedIn profile with my real name.  Well, I really don’t have a choice in that one if I want to find a job.  But send me $1M CDN and I’ll send you a link to it.