Hey there. Hello! How have things been going?
It’s been aged since I sat down to write a post. I don’t know if this blogging thing is right for me. I fear I am far too disorganized to maintain a consistent posting schedule… once every six months is pseudo-consistent, right?
There has been a lot going on in our little world the last few months.
At the beginning of last year I won an award at work. It was a performance based award and I had been putting in way too many hours working hard to get my next promotion. All those hours of overtime and tireless effort to be at the top of all our reporting for one of the first times in my career hadn’t gone unnoticed as so often happens.
You see, I have always been that person that had to be “the best”. I wanted the best marks in school and would be furious with myself if I achieved anything less than honours. In band, I wanted to play first trumpet and would sulk if I was giventhe sheet music for second or *gasp* third! When I partook in the drama club I always wanted to be the lead (I usuallydidn’t get my way on that one, much to my dismay). So it has become a way of life for me to want to be better than everyone else.
I know, that sounds snobby or elitist, but really I want to be the one that people come to when they need help. I want to have the answers and be a trusted advisor. And I have always wanted it so bad that people (leaders) get to the point they seem to expect it from me and then I rarely feel that warm pat on the back to say “well done”.
But not this time. This time my leaders had lifted me up and presented me with a flood of support and recognition. It wasamazing to feel like that again as I have been with the same company for 13 years this coming May and had been reallystruggling to find my place for the previous 3 or 4 years, and this award put me in the top 1.5% of the company (43 winners out of 2700 eligible team members in our section of the company).
Then, after an amazing, all-expenses paid awards weekend held at the Banff Springs Fairmont Hotel, I returned to work the following Tuesday and found out that I had won ANOTHER award. This one more prestigious than the last! This time I was 1 of 65 winners out of the whole 5900 team members. The top 1%!
To make this second award even more humbling is that to be eligible, you have to have been nominated by one of your peers. There aren’t words to describe how that made me feel. To know that the people I work alongside every day had taken the time to put my name forward was surreal.
With this second award there were several smaller events/surprises throughout the summer and into the fall. It started with the day the awards were given out. All 65 winners were notified on the same day and everyone was certainly surprised! This was followed a month later with a meet and greet with part of our executive, including the President and CEO himself and saw each winner headed home with their award in hand and a swag bag full of goodies.
Then there were a couple of smaller surprises sent out periodically throughout the rest of the summer and culminating in the awards weekend. This time it was an all-expenses paid weekend at the Chateau Lake Louise Fairmont hotel. Our European trip had to be cut a few days short to be back in time, but I figured that England will always be there (Brexit notwithstanding) but I may never win this award again (fingers crossed that I do, because both of these award experiences have been incredible, but I do also hope for my well-deserving teammates to get a chance to go as well).
As for the trip to Europe, well, in my last blog post about that, I may not have been 100% forthcoming. You see, we did go to Belgium to meet a friend of mine for the first time in person, and we did do an 8-day driving tour of Ireland followed by 3 days is Scotland (1 Scotland day and all of England were cut to be able to go to the awards weekend). BUT what I didn’t tell you before is that Mr. Imzadi and I got married while we were there.
In the most magical elopement possible, with just my groom, our officiant, photographer and uilleann piper stood atop the Cliffs of Moher on a sunny Wednesday afternoon. We had a simple yet traditional ceremony complete with Irish hand-fasting followed with a bit of a pub-crawl in those Doolin pubs I mentioned (well, 3 out of 4… the 4th was too far of a walk and neither of us were driving haha).
We left Belgium Sunday morning, flying into Dublin. In stereotypical Irish fashion it was drizzling rain. We made it over to our hotel for the evening and walked around the corner to the closest pub for dinner and had the most incredible bowl of Guinness beef stew - seriously, nearly 4 months later I am still craving more! And that was the last we saw of the rain until a day or 2 before we left for Scotland.
We definitely had our adventures… 2 days after the wedding we nearly rolled the rental car down the side of a sheer drop on a road barely wide enough for one vehicle that was meant to allow for 2 way traffic. There was an oncoming car and Mr. Imzadi, being the very polite and considerate Canadian that he is, inched over as far as he could… only to find that he had inched TOO far over and couldn’t get back on the road.
As he tried to rock the car back and forth I could slowly feel it creeping further and further off the pavement. Waiting for AA to come tow us out we had several people stop to check if we were ok. Most of them (after hearing we were waiting for a tow and would be ok) wished us well after telling us how “fecked” we were. Of course, Mr. Imzadi with his easy going nonchalance repeating laughing “but did you die?”
Back home, after being in 5 countries in 2 weeks (we came home via the USA to be home in time for the awards weekend), to the Rocky Mountains and back again, sick from 24+ hours on a plane/in and airport and partying like we’re still 20 for the weekend, we still had to prepare for our wedding reception here (which originally everyone thought was an engagement party).
Thankfully I have an amazing mother, sister and niece who kept me away from the food and took care of all the cooking. I’m certain I was more than a little obnoxious in that I was the polar opposite of a bridezilla - being sick and exhausted I simply didn’t care how things were done so long as they were done. I didn’t even have the foresight for having coffee for any non-drinkers… but thanks to my incredible family and great friends it all worked out and was a fantastic night.
Ever since then, life has been a little more ‘normal’. Work has been crazy busy but rewarding as out of a team of 12 we have 4 girls on maternity leave, a leader who is on medical leave due to her pregnancy (there is something in the water, I swear!) plus when I returned from nearly 4 weeks off, we had 4 new girls and 3 people off work on stress-leaves. Needless to say, we have been busy busy busy.
Add to that Christmas craft shows for our business, a halfhearted attempt at NaNoWriMo in November along with Christmas and New Years the last 6+ months have flown by. Nearly 2 weeks into the new year and I think I am still in a bit of shock that it is already 2020, let along February!
Going forward in 2020 my aim is to be more organized. To eat healthier, save money (especially on take out!). To read and write more (2 passions of mine I feel I have made very little time for in the past few years) and possibly even blog a bit more. I’ve started a bullet journal that I hope I will keep up and will help keep me on top of things. I want to do more with my craft business, plan more posts on Instagram and Facebook to drive additional sales and even be proactive is seeking out more productive sales to attend instead of stretching too thin over November/December and doing too manysmall sales with little to no return.