Author: Maggie Turner

I’ve worked every day since April 25th. Still moving along nicely. What I am thinking about this morning, May 10, 2011 at 6:15 a.m.: Odd to think, really, that what other people see when they look at you is an image you seldom take the time to explore, and can only do so in a… Continue reading Moving Along Nicely

I ended up working on Sunday, Mother’s Day. It wasn’t for too long, but it meant that I didn’t get to disengage from the demands of paid labour. I did get to talk with the girls, and my Mom, and my sisters, so it was a wonderful Mother’s Day. I am looking forward to next… Continue reading Catching Up

What a week! I worked 40 hours at my full-time job and 32 hours at my part-time job, that is 72 hours. Pretty good for an old gal like me, I reckon. I am very tired! I walked for at least four hours every day. Up steep hills on gravel, down rickety stairs to the… Continue reading Old Gal

Yesterday was the first day I worked both the full-time and the part-time job on the same day. A bit tiring. This morning I’m writing this on the run, as I prepare to leave for work, my full-time job. Still enjoying it, very much. Henry and Em were here on Sunday to pick up some… Continue reading on the run

I’ve reached a decision. The next time that the new-part time job drives me to distraction my one-week notice will be submitted. Long hours are one thing, gratuitous stress is quite another. One month of full-time and part-time work will bring Attila and I into a state of solvency, then we will likely be able… Continue reading Gaining Ground