I’m due for my first shift on the new job tomorrow, going in on a late afternoon to do an office, I think this is just due to the leaving of the last cleaner and usually I’ll be able to do them on a Friday afternoon.
The job centre sent me the details of a place for a Riding Instructor at a stables nearby and for the summer, English needed – very good wages too. Too late, but oh,what a temptation! To be back with the horses – although they’re mostly Norrikers. But the hours are 40 plus a week, six days a week, I would never have the time to do the therapy work or have the life I’ve so longed to lead in the summer. God answered my prayer so specifically, now that little voice says why didn’t you ask for a part time job with horses????? Ungrateful brat!
I’ve been seeing signs of activity at the Burg from the kitchen window and its haunting me, I keep seeing the rooms and wishing I was there – I was even thinking, how will they find stuff we left in cupboards? How easily I forget the stress of last year. Maybe its just because I’m at home and not much else to think of, once I have this work place filled in my head!
So yet another new start, I’m so tired of these. This time, there will be no new staff to meet, just the Boss. Will she change from charm to a dragon, like Lois does once I’m her employee? I imagine she will have high standards. How will I cope with so little hours? I’m sure God has stuff in mund, and there’s never been a job yet that didn’t need more than asked. And being me, I’ll be immediately thinking how to improve the job, and making myself more than a cleaner. I’m always the same, when I went to the Burg and there was chance of the guided tours, that really appealed to my sense of self-importance. Still I feel God has given me these folks to love, and that I’ll do.
- Part-time jobs are better paid for women (dailymail.co.uk)