dreams

i’ve been feeling under the weather..and it’s kept me away from the office for quite a bit. it’s terrible being away from the office and from work. i keep thinking about everything that is piling up and feeling horrible that my colleagues have to carry a heavier load because of me.

the other day, i was flipping through my sister’s CLEO magazine and it was about having a life outside of work. and based on the article, i clearly didn’t…have a life outside of work. All my close friends are colleagues, I talk about work, I bring work on vacations, etc. And guess what? I also dream about work.
The other night, my husband told me that I was talking in my sleep and it was about work. And i was laughing and giggling and so happy about it.

Tsk. Right?

Well, last night was different. I had what was definitly NOT a work dream.

I dreamt that i was in love with a drag queen. Yeah-huh! In the dream, I had a best friend who was a drag queen. And while in bed, just talking to this best friend of mine, who was in full drag, with a wig of long straight soooo fake hair, neon coloured eye-shadow and 3-inch long eye-lashes, I confessed to him that I was in love with him.

The funny thing was that the guy in the dream, was an old friend i haven’t met in YEARS. He was a guy we thought was gay but really wasn’t.

strange huh?

dreams

i’ve been feeling under the weather..and it’s kept me away from the office for quite a bit. it’s terrible being away from the office and from work. i keep thinking about everything that is piling up and feeling horrible that my colleagues have to carry a heavier load because of me.

the other day, i was flipping through my sister’s CLEO magazine and it was about having a life outside of work. and based on the article, i clearly didn’t…have a life outside of work. All my close friends are colleagues, I talk about work, I bring work on vacations, etc. And guess what? I also dream about work.
The other night, my husband told me that I was talking in my sleep and it was about work. And i was laughing and giggling and so happy about it.

Tsk. Right?

Well, last night was different. I had what was definitly NOT a work dream.

I dreamt that i was in love with a drag queen. Yeah-huh! In the dream, I had a best friend who was a drag queen. And while in bed, just talking to this best friend of mine, who was in full drag, with a wig of long straight soooo fake hair, neon coloured eye-shadow and 3-inch long eye-lashes, I confessed to him that I was in love with him.

The funny thing was that the guy in the dream, was an old friend i haven’t met in YEARS. He was a guy we thought was gay but really wasn’t.

strange huh?

soooo difficult

it’s day 4. just 1 last day to go for the training programme.

i feel so so very drained. i forget how difficult it is to conduct training programmes for an international audience who does not have a very good command of the English language. it feels like my brain is working double hard.

we take what we say on a daily basis and  how we say it so easily for granted. that put in situations which i find myself in, i find that i struggle so hard to find easy substitutes that people can understand.

i have to speak slower. they take time to understand what i’m trying to say. and i take time to understand what they are trying to say. both our accents throwing each other off.

sometimes when i’m listening hard to someone trying to share with me their opinion, i can literally feel some of my brain cells short-circuiting, because it’s just overheated by working way too hard. =(

sighz…