Contentment

“To acquire love…
fill yourself up with it until you become a magnet.”

- Charles Haanel

A few months ago, I wished I had more things to do. A few months later, I have so much to do. I like it that I’m busy because I want to go to bed and then wake up, looking forward to start the day and get my work done.

I got a call from a headhunter last weekend. It has been for the same company but different headhunters calling me over the span of one year or more. The last I counted, it was 3. I don’t have the things they want to begin with so I’m not very sure how they are matching the skill sets that I have (which I think isn’t very impressive and can be further polished) with what the job requires. Just reading the job description makes me wonder how I”m going to pull off such a big task…and it’s really not my thing to work as a programmer. I didn’t want to waste anyone’s time so it’s a no.

I like being where I am now. The longer I stay, the harder it is I feel like letting go. It’s not perfect…not like it would be…but it’s perfect enough for me now.

I like my hair. The length that I like. My fringe has grown longer too and I’m sweeping it to the side. Not sure if I should keep it shorter and have a fringe covering my forehead or something swept to the side, revealing a bit of my forehead. I’m looking myself at the mirror longer than I used to. I like this too because it means I’m finally in love with myself again.