Tired
I'm tired. No, I'm exhausted. I'm having my summer vacation, but I'm also working throughout the summer for a couple of days every week. After the winter I just had, I need time to charge my batteries, but this summer is not promising to be too relaxing. It's quite taxing to be on the call every week day. I can't make plans for anything really.
I have applied for three jobs. If I'm lucky, in two weeks I'll know whether I have a job for the next winter with the same employer than I had the last one. At least one thing is better than a year ago: I have at last got my master of education degree. It should open some doors that so far have been closed in front of me. If you can spare some, wish me luck, friends.
I'm going to escape my duties for a day on Wednesday: I'm going on a cruise to Stockholm with Twin. That should take some of the pressure from my shoulders. I wish.
I have applied for three jobs. If I'm lucky, in two weeks I'll know whether I have a job for the next winter with the same employer than I had the last one. At least one thing is better than a year ago: I have at last got my master of education degree. It should open some doors that so far have been closed in front of me. If you can spare some, wish me luck, friends.
I'm going to escape my duties for a day on Wednesday: I'm going on a cruise to Stockholm with Twin. That should take some of the pressure from my shoulders. I wish.