Early Morning Rambling

I’m back on coffee this week. I hadn’t brewed coffee for so long at home, I forgot the measurement, or how I like it, to be more exact. My third try was a charm. It’s Wednesday night, or rather early Thursday morning, and I’m far behind at work. It’s going to be a working weekend.

I postponed my travel anticipating delays at work. My goal is to set a better structure by July so that I may be away for a month or two without loosing it. Nothing is impossible though I know it maybe a little ambitious. Oh well, that’s my goal and I better reach it.

Brad planted the Camellia tree that was a housewarming gift from Edwina and him. I learnt a thing or two about planting. It looked therapeutical and fun. I was tempted to put my hands on it. I couldn’t find my cotton gloves. Latex plays havoc with my skin. OCD and allergy to pvc/latex. Go figure. I’ve learnt to improvise. I wear cotton gloves underneath the latex ones. That keeps my skin happy while I can dispose the outer layer. Smart, huh?

Every time I go to the backyard to enjoy the Camellia up and close, my neighbor’s dog barks like crazy. There is only the fence that separates him and me and my Camellia. He never used to bark before. Is he allergic to Camellia? When I’m watering the poor Camellia, I’m filled with guilt for upsetting the dog. I try talking to him over the fence to calm him down. It works for few brief seconds before he looses it again. I’ll have a chat with my neighbor this weekend.

In the midst of my crazy week, economy has slid further. Imagine all those Atlanta city workers loosing their jobs over night. It’s very irresponsible. People must be given notice before being let go. I always keep that in mind. One’s got to do what one’s got to do at work, but at least have the decency to let the employees know ahead of time.

It’s a lesson I learnt from my father and great-uncle when I was a happy-firing person. My father always overruled my “tantrums”, as he called them, and I don’t think I really had any firing authority. I think it was my father’s way of testing my leadership qualities. Whatever it was, it’s paying off now what I learnt then.

To make it worst for the unemployed and the struggling society, Shell and BP reported record first-quarter profits. While consumers are burdened with high oil cost, leading to inflation, these idiotic and criminal corporations are lavishing in luxury. Am I the only one seeing this distorted picture? All these politicians need to stop pointing fingers at each other and regulate the gas price immediately. Or, whatever needs to be done.

OK, enough rambling. I’ve got to get up early.