The End of The Happy Days

Ex-boss called me 9:30 in the morning, when I was still sleeping. I heard the phone rang in the next room, refusing to get up. After 10 minutes, I decided to take a look, afterall, I can always fall back to sleep again.

It was him (I checked email, he sent me an email earlier, asking how was my vacation). I called. He said he wanted a talk. I said I'd pick up some lunch, and have lunch in his office.

I bought also a box of chocolate, since it so happened to be his birthday. So we talked, and he said he needed help in closing out the buildings, I could do some paperwork.

It surely is my specialty, but not my favorite work type. Since I had indicated my lazy intentions in our earlier conversation few weeks ago, he offered a 9-5, 5 days work, instead my usual 7:30 & Saturdays. I could see that he really wanted me back.

It is still hard to imagine starting to work again in that kind of mess. I tried to talk to him into letting me working from home (so that I can still wake up late, go swimming and library during the day), but he was firm. He did ask though, 'do you want to work for 4 days a week?'

I don't know what I want I guess. I want to work hard, yet, I want freedom and flexible hours. I know the only job which fits that description is CM, which put me on 6 days, 7:30 schedule. Such a dilema.

Still have time to think about it before the new projects start. Two more weeks, I will decide.

Sometimes I wished life could be a little hard on me, just to make me treasure whatever I have, but the fact is, people tend to compromise to me.

Maybe I am really that valuable, that I had never actually realised it?

No matter what, my late nights are ending. Normal life circle will start.