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Moving In and Moving On

Yesterday (Monday) and today was hell in the morning fighting traffic gridlock that saw us sitting in the car stuck in unmoving traffic right outside our house despite having left it 20 minutes earlier.

Apart from that, we're totally loving living in this new place. I thanked my cousin so many times for giving us the chance to stay in this house. Not my older cousin brother, but my cousin sister who actually bought and stayed in this house when she was alive.

We love the gym, the convenience of having many stores all around us, the airiness of the place, the cooling atmosphere, and the security.

On the day of moving into this new place, I had a couple of run-ins with the car. I bumped into someone while reversing right at the guardhouse of this condo early in the morning while I was in a rush, and then later, a truck bumped into me at an intersection. Not only that, I scraped the passenger side of the car door at the old place in Damansara Jaya while trying to park properly to allow the moving truck to come in.

The person I bumped into at the condo demanded I pay RM200 for damages. I was hoping he would just let it pass but decided that if he decided to pursue it, I would have nothing to say and need to pay if I want to stay here peacefully.

It's been about a year since I started looking around for a job, a permanent, office-based one and it's bullshit.

No one wants to hire an overqualified person who has ample experience because I am too expensive, or they think that I can't commit to work inside an office just because I've been freelancing on my own. I will do my best to out-do any single working person out there in the market, and yet, because of my situation and age (MOST PROBABLY), I am not a hireable person.

In a way, thank goodness that my dad's partner in business left it when he did because my dad is pursuing it with all his might. He's pushing everything out of his way to turn this into a business that his children can work on when he's gone.

I hope so too because:

  • As mentioned, nobody wants to hire me anymore once I start working for myself. I assume I would not take orders from people, can't report for work, can't socialize or adapt to office working environment, or too expensive and mature (untrainable)
  • My brother is tired of all that traveling and submitting to his bosses at work. He doesn't say it but I know he feels it
  • My sister is also tired of working for someone else and is hanging onto her job because she's the one with stable income in the family. She can't lose her job because her husband earns sporadic (although he is doing well enough) income through side jobs and businesses
The US company that I used to work with/for has completely abandoned me. The lifeline they threw me, they took away. Such is life. There were prospects here and there but somehow, I have to follow the flow. Trust my instincts and do my best. 

I'll talk about future potential problems later on in another blog. My kids are also entering different phases in their lives and we're at a standstill as far as my older son is concerned. I just don't know what to do and how to proceed. 

My younger son is soon to finish his high school and from then on, we'll be facing another hurdle. 

Whatever is best for me will come in due time. 

I have to have faith in that, otherwise, there's really no meaning in enduring just waking up and working. 

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