Stumped

Yesterday, I had lunch with these two girls from a regional business news channel who wanted to get some insights on how local businesses see the economy.  Together with the senior members of the team, we talked about how business has changed for us over the years, especially the last few ones under this particular president.

It was pretty casual and I was getting questions I was used to answering so, as far as I was concerned, it was pleasant chit chat over a free lunch.  Not a bad way to start the week.  And then came the miss universe question, “So, where do you see CID in 5 years?” I wish someone had been taking a video at that point because I would have loved to see my face go blank. I had no fucking idea what to say to that. Someone had to jump in and there was some discussion around it and then we all moved on to dessert.    

Of course I’m obsessing over that question still. I’ve been thinking about it the whole day and I still cannot, for the life of me, come up with an answer. How useless am I as head of this company?

Although, in my defense, (and this is when I start to whine a little) it’s so hard to be a working mom naman talaga and I was forced into this after Larry’s death and right smack in the middle of my pregnancy which was immediately followed by the arduous, albeit rewarding, task of motherhood.  And really, the brains of sleep-deprived, constantly-tired mothers of toddlers have no room for long-term plans.  End of whine.

So I have decided to get to an answer to this ASAP.  And while I’m at it, where do I see myself in 5 years really?  That’s the bigger, harder question to answer.  Requires thinking I neither have the time nor the inclination to do anymore.  I can’t even string s few coherent thoughts together to come up with a blog entry.  See how long ago this came after the last one.   It’s official.  I am sabaw. The zombies eat my brainzzzz.