I’m usually very bad with titles but not this blog because it’s filled with just pure craziness.
So last I shared with you all I had my fun adventures going around town trying to open my practice or at least making it legit here in Israel. Well that’s still not done because the only day the office stays open late is Tuesday and this past week it happened to fall on a holiday (Yom Ha’atzmaut aka Israel Independence Day) and of course it’s closed on my day off so it will be done this week. I finished a life hanging book called “The One Thing” which is all about how to find your purpose and to make it a priority. So I’ve created a whole new schedule geared toward that and mostly focusing on protecting the time I’ve set aside to focus on my practice. This means using this time to to create stuff such as blogs and resources for my clients, meet with other professionals in order to connect and refer, and finally seeing clients. So far I’ve been tested. Been asked to babysit during one of those times (I’m still on the fence about this) and getting paid late means no food which means I have to switch my shopping day and my time block day. Also I’ve just been flat out tired, not sure why.
So last week after work I went out with two friends from work and we got drinks. I tried this thing called a “spiked lemonana” which is lemonade with mint and vodka. It was so weird tasting but I kind of liked it. Any way it was nice to just sit out in the sun and hang with the ladies. I really don’t do this as much as I would like and I very much enjoy that in just 5 months I’ve managed to make new friends, one from South Africa which is really cool, and to have that connection of being new Olim and working a minimum wage job commonality.
The crazy guy I went on two dates with attempted to contact me again by reaching out to the friend/hairdresser who introduced us. His stated reason was to apologize to me but since I blocked him he couldn’t contact me so he wanted her to do it. I mean what is this nonesense? We are in our thirties please move on. le sigh*! On the bright side I got a good laugh from it though.
Now the real fun. So the little guy and his brother who I babysit for, I sat for this past Friday. So I was suppose to babysit from 1:30-6:30. So around 6 mom texts and is sorry they are running late but they ran into old friends. Ok no biggie (except in the 8 y/I’d eyes because he wants to have Shabbat dinner with his parents). Any way as the night progresses mom keeps extending the time and is all apologetic. They ended up at a taqueria and then she says they will be right home. She’ll even bring me a burrito on her. Ok fine whatever. So it’s 9:30ish when mom, dad and two other couples come stumbling into the home drunk (in fairness the men were not drunk) and it’s just chaos. I don’t know how those boys slept with the loudness, because there was loud talking and incoherent sentences and I received lots of hugs. And oh yes dear G-d they brought out more booze (this on top of the mixture of wine and margaritas that they all ready had). Then we get a replay of Purim when they tried to order me a taxi and it literally took an hour before they good get one (come to think of it mom was drunk that time too) and so I’m just taking to folks and just watching the hilarity of these drunk women. I wont go into any more details, just in case they happen to stumble upon my blog and get offended (I really do enjoy these parents they are legit the coolest couple I’ve met here so far) but the point, besides the laughing, was that it was a reminder that I need to go out more. I’ll be home in June for a week, there will be some fun times (minus getting drunk, hugging folks, calling someone I’m in the same room with, and damn near passing out on the couch). Then upon my return I plan to integrate more adventures with friends into my life (it can’t be all work).
Then today I’m riding the bus to work (like I do every damn day) and I’m watching this lady sitting across from me. I’m looking at her as she is swaying and closing her eyes looking like shes about to fall asleep. Then she sneezes, except its not a sneeze its vomit and she gets it on the window and on the poor Asian lady in front of her’s hair. The man next to me gets out a packet of baby wipes and we all just calmly move and end up standing. Someone at some point asks her if she is ok and she gets off the bus (at her stop about 10-15 minutes later). I still can’t believe it, like how does one vomit on the bus? If you are motion sick you bring some bags. If your pregnant and you have morning sickness you bring some bags. I’m convinced home girl was drunk from the weekend. I don’t know maybe she hung out with my boys parents and partied after I left Friday.
So this weeks conclusions last goals:
1) I need to make more time for the fun stuff
2) I need to make time for self-care (can a sister get her nails done maybe)
3) I need to stay focused on my goals and eventually clients will come