Monthly Archives: August 2015

So, you have a new boss? (Stress-free tips on how to adjust with the constant work change)

Re-organizations and changes are happening all the time.  In the span of two years alone I have had several new bosses.

Getting a new boss always feels like in many ways, starting over again.  Most often than not, these transitions can be stressful for both the new boss and employee.

I always try to stay on the positive sides of things.  And despite of the changes I just want to keep in mind to get a clear agenda what my new boss’s expectations are, particularly in my role.

I truly appreciate a boss who initiates an individual meeting with subordinates.  I just feel as an employee it is important to find out how my new boss defines success in my role.

And which I truly believe both parties will benefit from this information, to help foster a good working relationship.

From my personal experience in the past, here are few key questions I usually ask my new boss (if that individual meeting will actually happen):

  1. What are your expectations – of me in this role?
  2. What will be your key priorities for my unit and my role?
  3. How much information do you need from me? And how do you want me to communicate it with you?

Having  clear communication is important. This will make much easier for both parties to quantify their contribution for the organization.

In the end, each leader will have their own leadership style. If you happen to feel a bit frustrated with the challenges of constant change, try to look at the positive side of things…it usually gets better, just give it time.

Chaos under control (maybe!)

I woke up this morning totally freaked out.  I took one look at my ‘to do list’ and I almost cried!

Cardboard-Box-300x262Although, I know in my heart this move will be a positive change and another chance to start fresh – yet, the physical aspect of clearing my condo and packing all my stuff is so unappealing.

I know from experience that time is always something we can’t control.  I like to plan ahead and I know me, well enough that I hate to do things in last-minute.

But now, I am just so overwhelmed!

Despite of my “stress-free move list”  – I don’t know where to start.

I’m stressing out right now, and when I’m stressed out my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder can’t simply handle that.  Just imagining the chaos of boxes here and boxes there – makes me want to puke.

So, I’m taking a breather here – and write it down and share this “journey” with you.

Here’s my how-to-pack your stuff and stay sane tips.

  1.  Sort and purge.  Be ruthless here, go through stuff you feel worth keeping and don’t be tempted to cling on the junk that supposed to be tossed out long ago.  (Get a grip, Eula!)
  2. Pack stuff by room order.  This will somehow confine the clutter at one particular place at a given time and that will keep the OCD in me relatively sane.
  3. Uniform box sizes. Again, don’t take this as a nod to my OCD, there is actually a practical side to it.  It’s actually easy to stack them up later and also for the movers.  I like to use boxes big enough for one person to move around.  I’m petite and it doesn’t make sense for me to use gigantic boxes, right?
  4. Label all your boxes.  You know why, labeling boxes is practical.  No need to elaborate this one.

So, there!  I’m going to leave you with that for now….and I’ll be off to jump-start my packing.

Oodles!

I’m obsessed with CHANGE

If you ask my closest friendschange-smallstepsbigchanges.com_ to describe me, they’ll probably say “She’s obsessed with change.”

In fact, I’m so obsessed with it – that I can only count in one hand the number of years I normally stay in a company.

And if you happen to see my work history it would look like this, ABC Company 4 years, DEF Company 5 years, GHI Company 5 years and that has been the pattern for my entire professional working years.

In fact the longest, I have ever stayed in one company is 5 years.

It’s not that I’m a chronic “job-jumper”  I simply crave change.

I love the anticipation of doing something new.  A new role, a new environment and most importantly a chance to start afresh.

Re-invent …

Progress …

It’s actually very exciting.  I’ve passed periods of time when I start telling myself  “I need change”. When that little voice start nagging in my brain – the itch to move and explore opportunities is something I can’t resist!

Pursuing my dreams and whatever current goals I have is absolutely addicting.  It can get scary at times, but it’s equally exhilarating!

And yes, after months of contemplation – of weighing things, listing my Pros and Cons. I am READY.

In the next few months, I will start taking my small baby steps towards something new….I’ve conditioned my heart to accept that some days can get a bit frustrating…but I am sure that exciting and rewarding things will happen as well.

This is it.

Bye to the old …. hello to new adventures!

“I Don’t Want To Be Like My Mother…”

“I don’t want to be like you!” stinging words I threw at100_3070 my mother’s face during my rebellious years.

The very reason why I chose to take on Management in college simply because I don’t want to be like her.

My mother is a very (VERY) intelligent woman, in fact I’m not half of the woman she is. But still, I never wanted to be like her.  Growing up, I aspired NOT to be like my mother.

But now, I’m desperately wishing for someone to tell me; “Look at you, you’re just like your mother!”  Now that I’m a mother myself, I’m beginning to hope to be like a mother she has been to me.

My mother was a stay at home mom until I was 7.  And on my 2nd year of high-school my mother decided to go back to college for her 2nd degree.

Yes.  My mother is a life-long learner.

Long before we can quantify it, my mom already craved for life-long learning.

For whatever the reason, I was pretty embarrassed by it.  I hate, hate those first week of classes, where you need to stand and introduce yourself in front of your new classmates.  While most of my peers, would say “My mom, is this and that.”

I just want to DIE.  What should I say, “My mother is a student?”

Looking back now, I want to smack myself from my own ignorance.

I misread my mother…so many times in the past that it’s beyond shame.

She wanted nothing from me but the very best.  Giving me everything within her means to help me succeed in life.  She indulge my quirks even when she doesn’t understand it herself, she let me go when I needed to flee and welcome me home when I needed to rest.

My mother is patient, loving and giving – even to those whom I think undeserving, and I misread it as blindness.  Her devotion to my father, to her in-laws and to her own siblings, I mistook it as servitude.

Her unquestioning faith in God, is something I’ve always seen as naiveté.    I said to her recently, “Mother, with everything you’re doing for us now, you will have a crown in heaven.”

I say that in jest, but I truly believe that God, has this special spot in His heart all reserved for this wonderful lady.

And now that I’m a little wiser, I envy her.  I want to be her.  I want to be just like my mother.

For years, I’ve done everything I can, not to become my mother. Because I thought I’m better than her, and that’s how it’s supposed to be.  I planned my life,  I wrote down endless lists of things and goals and thought to myself – because I have all this experience under my belt…I will never be her.

Now, I’m looking forward for that day, when someone would tell me, “You’re just like your mother.”

Strangely everything I despised about her, is everything I admire and yearn for.