Once again, it’s been almost a month since I last wrote. I thought I’d have ample time to at the very start of it all, but things couldn’t have been more different —— these three weeks have been filled to the brim with (quite unexpected) international Skype calls, in-person meetings and interviews as well as assessments, and more growth than I could’ve ever possibly envisioned and anticipated, mostly career-focused, all amidst hearty lunches and dinners (and some brunches and post-dinner coffees) with friends and lovers alike.
I had a draft which was pending and had initially planned on following through with it, but so much has changed over the past few weeks that it’s practically impossible to solely rely on said post alone. Which calls for a completely new one, bien sûr. All in all, just a small number of weeks ago, I wouldn’t have been able to believe (much less anticipate) my eventual luck in securing opportunities, career-wise. I even had the privilege of being headhunted, thrice, whilst I was handling my own applications, all of which I had also managed to pursue until I succeeded, thank goodness. I never imagined I’d get this amount of interaction and people approaching me —— it all feels so surreal.
It feels wonderful, to know that what I’ve worked for has paid off handsomely. These few weeks taught me the importance and beauty of working not only hard, but primarily smart, and the gilded rewards which lie at the end of the bold pursuit. So very worth it. It’s incredibly satisfying because I know I’ve made something of myself —— or at least, it’s the start of something big. And I’m only set to go higher.
But with opportunities, come priorities, and learning how to set them, which goes hand in hand with making difficult decisions. It wasn’t easy to say the least, and we’ll never know what the future holds (although we can control it to an extent), but what I do know is that I made the decision which best suited me at this very point in time. And that I’ll continue making it work to the best of my interest(s). As they say, follow your heart, as clichéd as it is.
These three weeks remind me of the UK, and particularly why I love(d) it so much —— it taught me about opportunities, and how they will always be there should you choose to be open to them. It’s something I’m very, very thankful for, and it’s something I’ll always embrace. It’s heartwarming, when you’ve learnt how to appreciate these things.
A while ago, I was wondering where I would end up at come the new year/2014/MMXIV, and now, I do. I’ve been going through a transitional stage for quite some time now and I’m beyond glad to be able to say that I’m finally going to settle down after a turbulent but very exciting few weeks, or perhaps even months, depending on how you choose to look at it. A lot of ups and downs, rises and falls, but all experiences I treasure and hold close to my heart.
Complimentary first-class rides with first-class service,
Late-afternoon meetings in swanky places (I could definitely get used to this, mm),
Delicious (but very commercial) coffee in the mornings —— they ran out of festive cups, much to my disappointment —— accompanied by good music and an equally as good read,
Post-meeting lychee and tea mocktails in the early evening, complete with beautiful blooms/centrepieces,
Early-morning rides into the city for more mid-morning meetings,
A proper #whatsinmybag post for the day (sans the actual bag) —— Women, Work and the Art of Savoir Faire, Harper’s Bazaar UK, my iPad, River Island purse and sunglasses, Gucci Guilty, Inglot pressed powder, MAC lipstick (in a very nude colour, closest to the colour of my lips), the usual gold. My iPhone and keys aren’t pictured.
And a somewhat obligatory selfie. To close with a quote —— a (wo)man cannot be defined by anyone but him(/her)self.
Happy festive December! It’s the best time of the year. Bisous!