Life Getting in the Way of Living

Let me tell you what my life looks like nowadays.

Take yesterday, for example. I got to work, which has been increasingly stressful for the last 6 months, with a lot of crap going on that I don’t think I should talk about here. Suffice to say I spent 10 mins crying in the loo, it was that bad. (I never cry at work. It’s happened ONCE before, and even then I was much younger, a rookie).

I left office early, at 5:30pm… only because I had a flight to catch to Qatar (for work of course! No one goes to Qatar if they can help it!) at 10pm. I got home. I was hungry, cos I’d only eaten half a sandwich (stress makes me lose my appetite) at noon for lunch, but I’d no time to eat cos the cab would come to pick me up soon. My day had started at 5:30am, and I’d not really been able to sleep well for a week or so, so I was exhausted and decided to take a 5 min nap. I woke up when the cabbie called telling me he’s waiting downstairs.

I jumped out of bed, packed everything in 5 mins and ran out the door. I got to the airport and got to the gate at 9pm, ten mins before boarding was to officially start. I saw that they were boarding people early, but I figured I had time for a quick bite to eat, so went to the nearby cafe and ordered a quiche. I sat down to eat it, and just as I’d put a forkful of food into my mouth, I heard the *final boarding call* for my flight. I was confused… cos my boarding pass said they would start … oh why bother! I discarded the quiche *sob* and ran (literally ran!) to the gate. That’s when I realized I didn’t have my laptop bag on me. I must have left it at the cafe. So I hauled ass back to the cafe, but the woman at the counter said she hadn’t seen any laptop bag.

There was a moment of wild-eyed panic cos I wasn’t sure where the hell else I could have possibly left it. I ran back to the gate and explained my predicament to the officer there. By now, people were starting to notice the crazy woman running to and fro between Gate 10 and Paul’s Patisserie. The guy who works those golf-cart type cars was parked there looking at me going back and forth like a ping-pong ball with a look of pity on his face that made me want to start crying all over again. The officer at the gate gave me 10 mins to retrace my steps and find my bag before he closed the gate.

I turned away from the gate wondering where to start when suddenly, the golf-cart driver beeped his horn, and when I turned around, I saw him driving to me with my laptop bag sitting beside him. Apparently the chef at the cafe found it and gave it to him. I thanked him profusely. But words like “thank you” seems strangely insufficient at times like this. I got to the plane, ate the crummy little egg sandwich and a sorry little cupcake they served and fell asleep watching The Big Bang Theory.

I woke up in Qatar, arriving at the same time I’d left cos of the 1 hour time difference, with only my body clock complaining confusedly. The line at immigration looked like it was inspired by Lucifer himself, serpentine and long enough to make me wonder if I should just kill myself then and be done with it. I finally got to my hotel much after midnight. But no, the night was not over, cos you see.. I still had work left to do before I went to sleep. I managed to send a couple of mails before I finally succumbed to sleep. I’ve been up since 6:30am, working. And I just realized I’ve forgotten my laptop charger.

Help!

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To Do or Not To Do!

I shouldn’t be blogging, I reallllly shouldn’t.

Procrastination. That’s what it is. I’m doing everything that I can possibly do to avoid doing what I should be doing – work. Cos I am siiiiiiick of it.

Don’t get me wrong, I like my job and enjoy my work, and think I’m quite lucky to be doing something I enjoy that also pays decently enough to let me afford a couple of travels (my true passion) a year. But, the past couple of weeks have been so hectic that I’ve had no time for anything! I’ve had back-to-back meetings, inside the country as well as out. I landed in Qatar last week only to be met at the airport by my client who whisked me off to meetings, with me dragging my little overnight trolley and laptop bag from one place to another. After two days of this, I got back to Dxb and drove to Abu Dhabi (200 kms away) for more such work.

Traveling and meetings also come with the unfortunate side-effect of unhealthy eating. Meetings are fueled with coffee and meals that are sure to add unnecessary inches to my waistline, not to mention hotel food! I try to eat healthy, I really do! I even bought a friggin apple at Costa the other day! But it’s not always possible, especially when your client takes you to an Indian restaurant and orders two different types of biryanis and platters of mixed kebabs during lunch to ensure you’re dull-witted and useless afterwards to grill them too much about work!

My weekends have been busy too. On Thursday night (after the Qatar trip and Abu Dhabi), my friend pinged me on the BB, asking me when I would leave to go swimming, cos she needed a ride. I told her we can leave in half an hour, cos right now, I was just sitting. She laughed, imagining me just sitting like a statue in one spot. But after that whirlwind week, I needed just that. So of course, I don’t do any chores! No cooking, no cleaning! So my house is a mess, all my chores are neglected except for laundry (cos I need to look presentable to the world even though my house looks like a pigsty!) and I’ve just kinda been living my way around the mess, ignoring everything as much as possible.

Anyway, this has been my life for the past two weeks, and I have another trip to Oman lined up for tomorrow. But enough is enough!

Enough of days spent running around like Bugs Bunny on speed and lying comatose on the couch for hours afterwards cos I’m too tired to do anything.

I made myself a list this morning, of things to be done. Mundane stuff really.. like renew the lease on my apartment, pay bills, finally get that pedicure, call for a maid (my house looks like a war zone, and I cannot deal with it by myself! I need professional help!). Stuff that needs to be done, but gets pushed away cos of work. 
I hope… no, I will get through the list today! I need to! So please wish me luck! And now, let me get back to work! 
Hey! that rhymes! :P