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Persistence

I spent Monday at the dentist which as usual left me feeling anxious and in pain. I have spent a lot of time at the dentist throughout my life and none of it was due to cavities, all due to bone and gum issues. It’s honestly very frustrating. Most of my issues are hereditary but I had some poor behaviours in my 20’s that didn’t help. I have another 5 or so appointments and I should be done! Because of this surgery this week is a recovery week.

The benefit to having a recovery week is I get to study for my new role. I start a new career on Monday and I am thrilled. As I mentioned in my previous post I’ve been struggling with my current job because the market is so difficult to manage. My new role allows me to control where I go and how I approach potential clients. My new title is Western Canada Channel Account Manager. Sounds like a mouthful doesn’t it? I get to work from home for the majority of the time because of technology I can connect with clients remotely. I will have to travel from time to time which is also cool. I won’t be locked into one place just waiting for clients to come to me anymore.

This new beginning is a game changer for my husband and I. He works in the same field and also works remotely. We will be working Monday through Friday, be able to take vacations together easily. Can work from a campsite if we wanted too, as long as we have internet and phone connections.

I’ve never been one to settle, I’ve always pushed towards bettering my life. If a job doesn’t fit I persist until something better comes along. They say your 40’s are the money making years. So let’s go!

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Cinqo de mayo

I’ve lived in 4 countries in my almost 40 years of living. Two of which were Latino. I’ve been immersed in cultures and almost learned languages. Almost meaning I come from a French Canadian background and have a general knowledge of that language. As an adult I have tried Duolingo and Mango and Rosetta Stone but have never fully committed.

I have a pretty good understanding of Spanish in that I understand what I hear but cannot speak. With French I read and understand but when I hear it spoken I’m lost. When I try to reply to someone speaking to me in Spanish my brain does a sort of gibberish French/Spanish translation and so I have kept to speaking only English.

Today being the 5th of May or “Cinqo de mayo” which is a festival in Mexico. This day reminds me of my travels through these cultures. In Mexico “Cinqo de mayo” is actually a day where the country celebrates their independence from the French army. I am French Canadian and have lived in Latin countries, it’s a little ironic, don’t you think? (If you don’t get that reference…I don’t know what to say)

It’s funny that Americans think today is a drink margaritas day (which is what I’m doing right now). But if you look at history, today was literally a celebration of freedom. As North Americans we adapt culture when it best suits us.

Anyway…happy Cinqo de Mayo bitches! (That’s the margaritas talking)

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Family

I spent Easter weekend with my family and in true Christina fashion I somehow created a situation that made a few upset. I don’t understand how I have a knack for doing this. I think of myself as compassionate, and caring but apparently I say the wrong things sometimes. I offended several members of my family with observations I had and how I approached some news I was given regarding one person. None of this was from a place of malice or hate, but the way I said things apparently made them angry. I regret what I said even though in no way did I mean it the way it was taken.

I spoke to my siblings the following morning and they say now they understand what I meant but still feel it was inappropriate. They also said they love me and not to worry.

I’ve always been sensitive and feel too much. I also care so much that I tend to pry which pisses people off. If they want to tell me something they would I suppose, but my nature leads to me pushing until I get what I want.

I had several heart to heart talks, which has helped me not feel like a total asshole. But there is one person that was involved in this particular situation that won’t speak to me.

This situation has made me look at myself, how I approach situations particularly. I need to learn how to think before I speak and even learn how to not say anything at all. I love my family more than they know, but sometimes loving doesn’t mean knowing everything. I need to trust that they will reach out if they need to.

Every day I learn more about myself. As we get older and have the ability to share feelings more openly, especially between siblings I think gives us the opportunity to do better.

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