Today is my first day in JB at a subsidiary that I am transferred to.
So I'm now doing the commuting thing 2-days-here-3-days there kinda thing. The work culture is different (it's quite cool to come into an office filled to the brim with water technicians). My cubicle is bloody open - right next door to the (see-thru) conference room - meaning that if there's a meeting in there my derriere will be their view. How crappy is that.
Worse of all, this gut-wrenching feeling of missing xxx is driving me bonkers. I try not to think about it but when I do, it makes me want to just throw up and die.
So now the plan is to move the kids (and hubby eventually) to JB. (that god it didnt happen - 17th May 2007) My uncle says that this is good because it's a new environment and it will make my married life better. Frankly, I'm just doing this so that I don't offend anyone. That's just me - I'm always afraid of people getting offended by my actions...
This self-imposed politeness will only lead to my unhappiness. Too much of a depressing thing. Not good.
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