A week. Is what I gave myself. To unwind, chill-out, holiday and normalize. And a week is what I got. With the sister in town and 9 whole days of sibling madness. From drunken karaoke to homely baking, cooking lunches and dinners, grilling chicken and making quiche, to roaming around Panjim, shopping in the vegetable mandi and visiting the same cafe four times, I can safely say its been a good break from which to transition.
From what, you ask? From the old to the new.
I wanted to give myself some time of leisure before I jump into everything I have chalked out for myself. And the last week was just perfect. I didn’t push myself to do anything beyond what I wanted to do. I shamelessly procrastinated on essential jobs and I spent questionable amounts of time doing such things as lying around, trawling the internet mindlessly and watching Dharma and Greg online.
It’s funny how some time off can do so much good. I found myself at peace and much more relaxed than I have been in a long, long time. I didn’t feel the need to rush into the kitchen and bake a cake impulsively, to undo a bad mood. I didn’t feel guilty about neglecting my blogs. I didn’t feel the compulsive need to distract myself.
I spent my time as I pleased and I think its just what I needed. But today, I turn the page.
Begin a new chapter. In a strange new world, that I know close to nothing about.
And I am excited as hell. So help me God.
But really, if workplaces looked like this, what could go wrong?