Today (and many more) is another free day. Finding things to keep myself occupied can be a torture. My only occasional “act busy” moments are MSN chat on the bb, and pretending to be typing away for this blog. Yeah, a poor attempt, but slightly better than surfing webbies, disappearing from office, or stoning?
For my work load, I am down to simply finding potential tenants for like 3 units in 2 buildings. 3 very not enticing units because they are not cheap to rent, and they don’t have the best location. The worst thing is, market being deathly eerie quiet, there are too few real prospects. The market has gone chilly for 2 months now, right at the wake of global crisis where companies are holding back every penny they have. It’s the wait and watch moment for most, and I just have to seat at side and wait.
This is the cycle. And this boring cycle makes me cranky, emotional, sulky and stiff bored. I yawn more often than I type a business email. I use social media more often than I receive any calls or emails. I am just a slacker for now. That sucks because my mind is not as stretched as it should be.
With slackness come with more initiatives to contact old mates, plan for meet ups, trying to catch up lost time where they have since got married, had kids, worked in different jobs, a whole different life from when I knew them. It’s better for us to come together as a reunion than to stay lost and for me to always hanging out with the old clicks. I need the freshness, to experience their experiences, to be with the similar age group with careers.
Sometimes I’m getting really tired with doing the same things. I want to live a life that matters. A life remembered by others. A life loved by others.
