Having said that, I am reliable, honest, dedicated and have worked in a multitude of industries through almost 20 years as a professional temp! I have also worked in advertising, publishing, recruitment and had my own business services/documentation business.
But do you think I can find anything??
All our savings have been 'eaten' over the last two years ~ I am only looking for $150-$300 a week to cover my therapies (and then be able to start additional unaffordable supplements) and get savings going again to move to QLD.
So much better for my bones!
Actually, did have one opportunity pique my interest ~ writing for the web. However, my concern is who is this chappie, how does he get his moola, am I going to be ripped off and more...
Maybe I am the ol' fashion type of employee ~ and I am a weenie bit nervous. My VBGF is here at the moment. Life has given her the short straw, yet it is hopefully going to be the turning point for change. For all that I cannot do, this is something I can ~ just being there, being a friend. She has fretted and woed her inability to be here for me, and that we got her to us in a moments notice.
Of course, I've promptly become ill (through my own stupidity, but with the heat in the 40s I felt so little ache in the bones, freer and more able, so I sorta cleared things up) so she has taken over the house and I've slept, thrown up, slept, eaten a few grapes (oh, how Cleopatra-esk), slept, popped the odd pill or 10 and now feel so much better! But honestly, feel like I am back at about 2mths post op - not coming up 5 months.
Also, I have this massive strength in being able to assist others budget, set up, look outside the normal options and get back on track. I have done this for about a dozen people now ~~ and I think I am worth a little bit from those who only have a little . . . and more from those who have lots!
Ha!! Who am I kidding!! I think I will just get writing. I know I can do that!! Oh what to write about ~ I like boundaries. A little boundary here and there is a wonderful way to get started, get comfortable, then do what I bloody well want (within reason). Geepers - that sounds like a load of piffle ~ not exactly what I mean either. Damn meds! I can see, hear, taste the words - but never seem to pull the right one out.
Chickies are growing. Skippy has attached to Fred big time. Sits on his head or shoulder when Fred goes down to the run. I cannot tell you how pleased we are that Skippy is a girl, not a rooster. Piccies to come - this has taken days...
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