10-Minute Warning XXXII

Today was very productive at work. I finished 4 billings before lunch time and did a few things an HR staff would do. Good job, self!

In the afternoon, someone reached out to me on LinkedIn. She was asking if I’m looking for a job opportunity as a web/graphic designer, and I said yes. I sent my resume and we agreed on a time for my job interview (which is tomorrow). This is my 1st job interview this 2023, and I’m nervous yet excited. Wish me luck!

Tonight, the entire family and I went to this lovely Italian restaurant to celebrate Father’s Day. I was not able to book a reservation before the actual Father’s Day (which was yesterday), so we settled for tonight. And how was the food? The pizza, pasta and steak were good! I think my favorite would be the Burrata & Culatello? (I hope I got that right.) And if I didn’t get anxious and I didn’t overthink in the middle of our dinner, I would have enjoyed the food more. Damn it, brain.

Anyway, belated happy dad’s day to all the fathers and father figures out there – most especially to my Father, who is the most hardest-working and strongest-willed person I have ever known. I love you, my dad… more than you know.

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10-Minute Warning XXVIII

I have been feeling shitty for a week already. Thank you, my Dispatch and my journal, for making me remember to count the days. And today, that shitty feeling became worse because of something I did.

I can’t tell the long story, the specifics. All I can say is that I did something that is not really a big deal, but then I looked back at what I did and thought, “I think I fucked up.” I don’t know if (option A) my anxiety is just messing with me or (option B) if I truly fucked up. If I were to pick the lesser evil, I hope for option A.

I haven’t told my family about my current mental predicament. I may have told 2 friends about it. I think I should open up to my family soon – first, my brothers, and then my parents. I think they deserve to know.

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10-Minute Warning XXIV

Well, what can I type here in under 10 minutes?

Today was productive. I finished a contract I have been working on since last Thursday. It took a long while because I was copying multiple paragraphs and tables and pasting them into 1 document, which sometimes made my Word and Excel slow. Thank goodness I’m done with that.

Speaking of last Thursday, there was a storm and because of that and the clogged drainage, there was almost a feet-level flood outside our home. Take note: the then-upcoming typhoon (named Betty) still has not reached the Philippine Area of Responsibility (PAR); there was only a localized thunderstorm. The flood only lasted for an hour, but the fact that a flood happened just because of a localized thunderstorm made me worry about Typhoon Betty.

But the person in our home who got more than anxious because of the flood was Father. How? Even if the flood has not reached our home yet, he instructed everyone to bring up upstairs all the things that can be affected and destroyed by the flood. It may be too much, but somehow I understand Father’s anxiety. The last bad flood we experienced, the monstrosity that is Typhoon Ondoy brought a hip-level flood that lasted for a month and killed our pet dog.

Typhoon Betty arrived at the PAR last weekend. There is no rain or flooding in our area yet, and I hope it stays that way. But if the worst happens, my family and I will be ready. And I hope and pray for everyone’s safety.

And time’s up.

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