On paper, this week has been a good one. Yet, I can’t help but feel a little empty and dissatisfied today. Maybe it’s the Friday blues. Maybe I’m just dehydrated. Maybe I just need a hug.
Before I get into it, let me just explain what this post is all about. Best and Worst is a Mamamia weekly tradition where we all share out best and worst moments of the week. We also like to share what’s OMM (On My Mind).
This week, I’ll get the ball rolling.
BEST: On Tuesday night, I recited poetry in public. I know. How bourgeois, right? These were my own words, my own personal poems and short essays that I shared at this spoken-word event in Glebe. This was the second time I’d performed at Loose Leafs Literature (which is what the monthly event is called) but this time was far more special than the first.
It’s because this week, I wasn’t facing my fears, I was returning a veteran.
Would you believe me if I told you I am actually a shy person? I know I come across quite brave over an interface. But without a keyboard below my fingers and a monitor propped-up in front, sharing my deepest darkest emotions in real-time, on a stage, is very hard. I’m sure it’d be hard for most. Though it’s actually quite ironic since I spent most of my childhood singing in public and performing.
But maybe that’s just it. Poetry isn’t performing. It’s simply being. And that’s super scary and liberating all at the same time.
WORST: Things were going so well and then yesterday I choked on a swarm of gnats. Why? Because I walked into a swarm of gnats. But why would you do such a thing, Shami? Well, you see my dear, I was distracted by this ridiculous website: www.himthesite.com (Please only open this website when seated, and preferably on a laptop rather than on a mobile or tablet device like I did).
It’s an interactive website. You speak directly to it and this “man” replies. Yes a real, cyber faceless man. One of the longest conversations I’ve had in a while. Oh god, I need to get out more.
There you have it! My week all summed up. Now it’s your turn to share!
Shami’s a postgraduate media student and intern at Mamamia. She spends most of her time planning to go to the gym and is so Top 40 that 30 onwards is her indie scene. Twitter: @Shami_Siva
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Embarrassing. I have been wondering for weeks and weeks why, every time I see a picture that is supposed to be of Tony Abbott, I see a picture of a cute kitty instead.
I told my husband about how I feel like I've taken crazy pills. Turns out it is some kind of thing he has put onto our computer and not told me about it.
Sigh...
Late to the party this week, dental work left me feeling weird yesterday.
All is still crap for me, apart from one best.
Best: I have a job. Applied for a part time (15hr week) position locally, knowing it would be rather mind numbing and (not up myself) a tad below my qualifications. Figured it didnt matter at this point in time, financial security being more important than self-fulfillment. Phone call on Thursday requesting a meeting, walked in to be told that I wasn't being given the job I applied for, instead being given a full time position in another department (up a level or 4, and much more suited to me personally) on MY terms. So essentially, they were happy to fit in around me. Pretty good feeling right there. Happy for me to work the hours that suit for Mr 4's kindy days, and no pressure to be putting him in childcare. Added bonus that I get along well with the other staff already ( I use the business myself for farm stuff) and they are very family focused. No pressure to do Saturday shifts as they feel its more important to be around for the kids sport than be at work.
Worst: everything else. Dental visit was ok, no filling as it wasn't a cavity just toothbrush abrasion from brushing too much and too hard. And have to have a splint made up to stop me grinding and clenching in my sleep as I have hairline fractures in three lower teeth. Serious $$ involved, thank god for health insurance covering half of it.
Worst some more: Hubby (should I still call him that??) being an arse. Said he's proud of me getting a job, but feels its a kick in the guts that I will work well for someone else but not our business. Doesn't understand (no matter how much I explain) that I am an indian not a chief. I'm a great Indian in fact. But not suited to Chief. I'm at my MIL's til tomorrow and SIL has invited me out with her boyfriend and some friends to go see a concert. I checked with hubby to make sure that me being away another night wasn't going to impact on him, and no that was fine. Proceeded to tell me I should go out and pick up a hot guy that it would be good for me. Way to go arsehole. Make me feel like a whore.
I just logged on to see if you had posted-I have been lurking following your situation.
I am so sorry for what has happened, but was really happy to read about the job! Way to go!!
Don't let what your hubby, or what ever you decided to call him, rile you up. Go out and be the best mummamoo you can be for you and your kids.
Enjoy the concert
Well done, Mummamoo! That's such good news about the job. I am so happy for you. You deserve a break & I'm so pleased this employer saw your value. Also well done on recognizing your strengths at work. I love how you phrase that, as a fellow great Indian.
Ouch on the dental work & dollars, which reminds me that I should really start wearing my splint & see my dentist again. I clench my teeth rather than grind but have worn away some enamel on my gum line on several teeth.
Sorry your husband is still being a shocker. His comments about you picking up say more about him than you. Please enjoy the concert & a night off. Glad you checked in, had been thinking of you.
Woohoo for the new job!! I hope it's just the beginning of a fresh start for you after going through so much. Hug.
Thank goodness you checked in, I've been wondering about you all week! Congrats on the job, it will give you a good deal of independence and space just for you that you probably need right now, plus it's encouraging to succeed in something you set yourself to do!
Your hubby needs a swift kick to the knee caps for some of the things he's said by the sounds of it - but don't let him make you feel any worse. You know your own strengths and weaknesses, he is being less than helpful so try and just brush it off for now and trust your own judgment.