Work V's Play
It is that long School holiday time again where the kids are off on their summer holidays and don't return to school until the end of January.
I can't work in the day time like I do when they are at school but I am lucky to have the chance to work short shifts in the evening. Byron gets in from work about 5 and by 5.15 I have to be driving to the hospital. It doesn't leave much time for chatting and catching up or for relaxed family meals but at least I can squeeze in about 20 hours work a week and the kids are never in paid childcare. I waver between thinking this is a great shift and hating it depending on how busy a day we have had and how hot it is outside.
It has been SO HOT recently that I cannot bear to put my uniform on as I am cooking tea and Mr B walks in the door to find me wandering around the kitchen in a state of half dress. He has a twinkle in his eye until I give him the evil one and tell him if he comes within arms reach of me I will hit him with the frying pan!
I usually finish up about 9pm but on three nights over the last week I have been asked to work late with last night being the worst, at 11pm I finally got to leave. It is pretty eary walking through the hospital and car park so late.
I won't be complaining tomorrow hopefully as it will be my first pay check on the new Registered Nurse rate. Just $5 an hour more than being a porter but hopefully it will add up!
I better go, I am still only half dressed, the dinner is only half ready and I need to find the frying pan...!
