March 26, 2007
Post work and not a day for dessertIn my last post I’d written about what was going to change, well all of it hasn’t happened yet but life is different already.
Firstly, the very next day of my non-working life, I did get my hands on a car, which is all mine 90% of the time! Which is coooool, but..yes BUT, now that I can come and go whenever and wherever I want, It has set me on an endless shopping spree! It’s like I haven’t shopped for ages. I don’t think I have spent so much at once while I had a continuous source of income than now when I don’t. Every time I say to myself this will be the last, something or the other comes up, that I HAVE to buy, or I NEED to buy or I gotta gift.
Hopefully, it will stop eventually cuz it has slowed down already. But along with the shopping it is sooo easy to get your errands done since I don’t have to beg anyone anymore and I don’t have to wait. I’m kinda edgy, when I want something done or got something to do, I like to be over with it at the earliest. Also, when I start something, I have to finish it myself, I am very bad at delegation.
Again before I left my job, I was nervous that I’d always be called back for some or the other clarifications. Luckily for the replacement, I turned out to be a very good trainer (I’m only saying this because she said it), not only was she confident after the 5 day handover, she actually told my boss that she has never ever come across a training like this one, where she actually felt so confident on taking over. Duh! I provided her with a 12 page – ‘Harsha’s job for dummies’ catalog.
My see off was good, boss dearest took us to nice well known restaurant where we feasted on some good food and very very very heavy and ‘could send you on a years diet’ type dessert. The only thing I miss about work is, my peace, my space and my whenever I want access to a system and the World Wide Web, which I don’t get at home.
I haven’t stayed at home like that for the last 3 years; my previous 2 leaves were spent among my books. Only this time I’m actually THERE at home, much to my lil brother’s dislike. So, along with change in routines (mine), I brought about some changes at home at well.
Routine-wise, I’ve been living like an owl, I like studying at night which means I get up... jusst in time for lunch... (Isn’t that true
Since I’m at home, I decided to keep trying out some new stuff in the kitchen whenever I can. I love trying out new recipes, but the ingredients I can use in my house are very limited.
Let me educate you about this. We’re vegetarians. By ‘we’ I mean my family. I have an orthodox grandma that lives with us. Therefore in my house, meat, sea-food, anything even slightly pre-cooked isn’t allowed in the kitchen. We have a separate cabinet where we store our junk food and things like bread, butter etc. Vegetables like onions and garlic are forbidden as well. Among 5 people in the house, we have 3 refrigerators, all for separate purposes.
Forget food, anybody not belonging to our community is not welcome in the kitchen and is given the complete ‘untouchable’ treatment by her(she does it in a discrete manner, the person may not realize it but some actions are so embarrassing, its difficult to give explanations at that point). You think
Anyhoo, yesterday I decided to make use of the time that I had in the kitchen after I dropped her off to the temple. There’s this quick chocolate pudding that I hadn’t made in a long time. Not having cooked in a long time, I’d mixed up the slow and the fast buttons on the blender and while using it, sprayed the batter ALL OVER THE KITCHEN. Including the spinach mom was preparing for dinner and all over my clothes, kitchen floor, everywhere everywhere everywhere. After I finished cleaning the whole kitchen and my clothes, I half heartedly finished the rest of the pudding and kept it to set in the freezer.
After dinner I was still upset with my evenings endeavors and decided to treat myself with an ice-cream. I fetch myself a chocolate ice-cream bar and while pulling it out, I realize its stuck a lil. I carefully pull and it breaks into half…..not my day for dessert.
Anyways , the pudding turned to be okay, but just the whole process of rushing made me sit and mentally bitch to myself about the way things are in my house, and its then that I probably realized why the issues commonly discussed around the blogs here dint bother me so much before. Maybe its because I never really had anything to compare to…or maybe my ‘social’ troubles were predominated within my own home. Anyway, I’m not really in a mood to elaborate on what else goes on at home, I love my family but some people need to be taught to conform to time.
I don’t mind any questions by the way.
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