Life, Writing

Do I Know the True Meaning of Hard Work?

Hard work: Do I even know the true meaning?

Would I even get through a shift doing something classed as hard work?

I do and I don’t find my job as hard work. Maybe more mentally than physically. Others would say it’s not, then some would say it is. I could come across something new to me and say it’s hard. To others, it’s an easy thing.

Everything takes hard work until it isn’t. The amount of time and effort put into something makes it less hard work the more you put into it.

Drive and motivation or determination put towards work, life and the goals set. It’ss all be hard until it’s not. At the end of the day it’s all down to one person; you.



I felt well today until I got next week’s rota. I was angry, not only have they placed me in the opposite area to where I want to be working. They’ve put me down to work on my day off. After sending a not so happy email to the managers, I couldn’t get the fuming out of me. I saw another one of my colleagues and they weren’t happy with theirs. By the message from on call, I don’t think many were.

Once I got home, I ended up doing an upper body strength video. Trying to get my energy focused in a good way. It helped a little. Well I think it helped quite a bit otherwise this writing would be more rant like then it already is.

My mum and I took fluff butt to the vets. They confirmed that she needs a dental. Tomorrow is going to be a day of tension. What with Maya at the vets and sorting my rota out.

Life, Writing

Job Hunt Begins

I completed 3 applications and job profiles. One ended today and the others at the end of the week. The profile ones I believe I’m pushing my luck.

But if I don’t try I won’t know. There’s no harm in trying. It’s official. I’m looking for a new job. I’ll look at the end of the week for anything new. Maybe I’ll have more good news.

As it was bank holiday (at the time of writing) even with me working this morning, I was able to spend the day with all members of the household. That is unusual for us all to be at home at the same time. It was lovely to have the time.

Career, Life, Writing

What do you want out of your job?

Always good to be back at work.

Can you tell sarcasm in writing?

I’m not the best judge at the best of times.

When the phone rings I get a sense of dread. Don’t get me wrong, I love the helping people part, its the office part of work I’m not feeling good about.

I’m wanting stability, flexibility would be nice but what am I wanting out of my job? I don’t wanna dread having to pick up the phone. I’m not 100% sure exactly what I want from my dream job.

Being permanent is a must. Also having a set number of hours. No more o hour contracts. I want to be in a company that values, is honest, shows respect and has good communication.

Is that asking too much?

I don’t want one that believes its ok to guilt trip staff into things.

Other things that I’d like… I’m gonna have to think about before I consider writing them down. I currently have no clue.

Life, Relationship, Writing

I’m Talking Work + Missing Dave

I love helping people. I’m glad I do it for my job. What I’m finding difficult is the travelling. It makes the weeks longer as my work hours are doubles because of the travelling.

Now that my NVQ has finished that’s not holding me back. I could start looking for a job but I don’t want to jeopardise the house buying. I’ve been doing the job 18 months; an extra month or two isn’t gonna hurt.

I feel more like I’m in the right job mind wise then a few months ago. I was ready to walk even with my NVQ happening. If and when I do leave my current job for the next challenge; it’ll be the customers that I miss.

I’m talking work as that’s all I’ve done today. Not exciting reading I know but not all people can lead exciting lives 24/7.

Whether happy, sad, moaning or my best piece yet. I’m gonna still write.

Dave stayed at his parents last night. When we weren’t living together, I found I didn’t really miss him at times. But I’m missing him more now we live together. I feel I am on the right path with him.

Well, it is a good job seeing as we’re buying a house together.

Anxiety, Life

Work can still make me anxious

Today I felt sick due to being anxious in a long while. I shadowed another carer on a call to meet a customer new to me. I believe I felt sick because I knew I would either be accepted or not. I’m glad I had customer around that call that I knew.

Thankfully, I was accepted. I’m on my own tomorrow with the customer. I feel better about going. Hopefully, I’ll have no sick feeling.