I ate at the stove again tonight. But somehow, it was very different this time.

A meal I normally would associate with an entire table of people poking their chopsticks and passing food around had me standing over a stove and watching it simmer instead.

Suddenly the lack of having somewhere to go home to hit a tad bit too hard. One of the things I miss most of not living at my grandma’s home is that I do not come back to home cooked meals, lovingly prepared.

Even the idea of sitting at the dinner table (or is it considered supper table due to the time) eating something that my grandma has prepared is comforting. Although sitting with the family to have a meal is the best thing on earth especially after a terribly horrid day like today.

Some days, it just feels too much to be on my own.

Last week one of the managers told me that she would like to talk with me regarding some projects. I didn’t think much of it as I just assumed that it was one of our upcoming large projects, which would need all hands on deck due to the sheer magnitude.

As a fresh new staff, one always begins at the bottom of the food chain and you struggle to find your niche and fight for your efforts to be notice. So imagine my shock and utter amazement when I saw the meeting notes.

They have decided to groom me and have given me the task to take on a large scale, long-term project; not something that is given to someone so junior, new and inexperienced.  Although I will be the manager’s assistant/under studying her for the foreseeable future, I am still overwhelmed by the confidence and faith they are putting in me.

When one of my bosses called me in later, I was even more stunned by what she said. I thought that I had huge shoes to fill from the morning meeting - what I obviously completely unprepared for are the clown shoes that I have now been presented with. It was fairly odd to hear the words of praise coming from my boss. Tho a great boss, compliments are not her style which makes them all the more precious and in this case all the more stressful as well.

With a lot of bloodshed and sweat I know this new chapter in my life is going to be fruitful and satisfying.

For a split moment tonight I suddenly became one.

And I thoroughly enjoyed that moment. Seeing the bright orange night sky, with the rain pattering on my skin – it was definitely a moment to treasure. It felt good getting caught in the rain since it is something that I have not done in ages.

There is always something magical about falling water.

After having to pole vault just to get into my room again, I got motivated enough to do some cleaning. The key word here is “some”. I have managed to clean up the walkway from the door to my desk – which is basically a straight line. The rest of my room still looks like it was hit by a hurricane for now.

While cleaning, I found many things I didn’t know I had. One would think that I would learn from my past mistakes, maybe I am just an old dog. Underneath a whole stack of things, I found two bags from Borders, containing a grand total FIVE books.

I clean forgotten about them and I do wonder how long they have been there. The probably estimated time line is at least 2 to 3 months since I purchased those wonderful books. Yet they were left in such a lonely lonely place. I ought to be shot for treating books in that manner!

Maybe a trip to IKEA is absolutely necessary soon. But then I would sorely need the help of an interior designer to maximise the space I have.