If you’ve been following my twitter feed you’d have heard me complain about falling behind on email.
A few weeks ago my work inbox was going to hundreds of emails and I couldn’t keep track.
It all started when I synchronized my office email to my phone.
The idea is I could use my free time at home or elsewhere to process and clear off my work email.
But the situation only got worse. When I was at home I wouldn’t want to check non-critical email. Some emails needed me to be at office to take action.
When I was at my office computer I wouldn’t want to process emails either, waiting to do it “later at home”.
Slowly my mailbox was growing and I started losing control.
The solution came by accident.
My phone battery was draining really fast (need charging after 6 hours). I eventually tracked it down to the email app. I had no choice but to remove my work email from my phone.
Battery problem solved.
Within one week I was back to processing emails on my work computer and now I have zero emails in my inbox.
Email problem solved too!
So it’s a paradox. I thought having more devices to check emails would make me more productive, but it had the opposite effect.
I’ve developed a new interest in creating things. I’m not very good at making things.
All my life I’ve scored really low marks or even failed art subject in school.
I don’t know if it’s from lack of technique or lack of focus. But definitely some lack of talent in terms of creativity.
Rachel’s colour pencil box was torn and I decided to create a new box from her Sustagen milk powder carton.
It was a coincidence that the milk box had the same height as the old box, so all I had to do was measure out the right width, make some folds and glue it together.
I cut out a bit of the logo from the old box and pasted it over the new box so she would know what was inside.
Rachel didn’t seem to have any reaction to the new box. Maybe she doesn’t like it but I’m just happy I managed to make something out of old cardboard box and some glue.
One of my favourite places to have my lunch is the rojak stall that operates near my office.
The stall operates from the side of a motorbike. The owner suddenly decided to setup business near my office and I couldn’t be happier.
Since then I’ve had lunch at the stall at least once a fortnight if I wasn’t having a sore throat. In the beginning they hardly had any customers, but nowadays I have to be lucky to find a seat.
Frequently I have to share a table with strangers.
My usual order is mee rojak dengan cendol biasa.
This is a closer view of the mee rojak.
My usual style is to finish the noodles and the taufu first. I keep the boiled egg for the satisfying ending.
Nowadays it costs RM5.50 for a rojak and cendol combo.
I find it pretty relaxing to sit under a tree and have this meal. A lot of my colleagues walk past but strangely not many of them stop to eat at the stall.
Maybe they don’t feel like having it for lunch, or maybe they doubt the hygiene.
I’ve also noticed that the rojak and cendol brings people from all races together. It’s a food that is acceptable and non-taboo so I guess everyone can enjoy it.
Sometimes I sit with strangers and we exchange smiles or help to pass the tissue even when no words are exchanged.
I just have to control myself from eating too much of the peanut sauce… sometimes the combination of peanuts and the coconut milk in the cendol gives me stomach ache.