The end of the rainbow

Get off work at 23, and begin the next day at 07. Coffee cups, coffee cups, coffee cups. In a ever so distant future, there is a big pot of gold waiting. But damn, right now, the end of that rainbow seems far away.

And ah, it's almost a month until I'm a student again. There should be alarms howling "geek geek" with a red flashing light at the moment, but I actually miss university. (I will deny having uttered anything close to this when I'm up to my neck in books and papers though. I'll deny it like a frenzied ferret. Rrrrahh.)

Oh god. I should sleep a little while.

Work, work, work.

I've begun working at two new jobs recently. And I'm loving it. One's at a home for old people, and the other's at a centre for young kids/teens coming alone to Norway from various places on this planet, mostly areas of conflict. The jobs are incredibly different, yet a lot of what I do seems the same. I am to be patient and supportive at both places - and I get to drink a lot of coffee. Neat, isn't it?

A lot of young people seem to have a lot of demands for where they find it convenient to work. "Ah, that's boring", "Boo, I don't get enough money there", "Boohoo, they'll make me work at weekends and inconvenient hours." Seriously? You think you'll get your dream job and cash in on the big bucks, just like that? Oh, honey. Honey, honey, honey. My two jobs probably aren't what people would write at the top of their "Jobs I dream of"-list. But I love them. They can both be challenging, they're interesting and I learn new things just about every day. And to me, that qualifies as a good way to spend your summer. (And if I want to spend my money on travelling, I sure as hell need to earn them first. Simple logic.)

Anyone out there working this summer?