So, what has happened since May?
Back in May I was a few months into my new job as an aged care worker. I was worried about the lack of consistency in my hours because I was a casual worker. When you’re a casual worker, you can get 30 hours of work a week, and a mere eight the next. I was fortunate enough to get mostly my target: 35 hours a week, the minimum required for my 475 visa. But sometimes I fell short. So, to solve the problem, I took another aged care job with an agency. That meant I was on call. The agency wasn’t very reliable in plugging in the holes, so to speak, but it was something to fall back on.
Juggling three jobs is the main reason why I fell off the blog. It’s not easy to blog when you’re tired out of your mind! (The third job is my freelance writing gig.)
In June, I was elated when my facility finally made me a full-time worker. That meant FIXED hours. So I quickly snatched up 72 hours per fortnight. I also gained a permanent client with my other job, which meant I got an extra 4.5 hours per week regularly. That meant I worked 76.5 hours per week. On top of that, I had to spend about 10-20 hours on my writing gig per week.
Yes, I didn’t have much time to do, well, ANYTHING. That included sleeping.
I’m very, very (5x) fortunate to have as many hours as I do and I’m not going to complain. Hell, it’s tiring, but the money has enabled me to do things I really wanted to do: Take writing classes, fund my writing experiments and pursue my life-long dream of writing fiction. I recently released a short story on Smashwords and Amazon under a pen name (Antonna Seton), and this is all due to my jobs enabling me to do what I love.
So, from May to December, I rolled up my sleeves and worked my ass off.
I suppose it is not surprising then that my social life suffered quite a bit. I think two to three months into my new, hectic lifestyle, I looked up and realised that most of my Malaysian friends have either gone home to Malaysia for good or have drifted away.
Towards the end of 2013, I decided to drop the agency work. I usually go to my client after a nine-hour workday and it was physically killing me.
Now it’s just my full-time job and my writing gig. And it’s a nice balance. 🙂
Despite how hard it was the last couple of months, I couldn’t believe I’ve come so far. When I landed in Adelaide two years ago, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t survive beyond six months. I didn’t have any connections or skills that are considered vital. I had enough money to only sustain me for six months and that’s only if I ate a minimum of $40 a week. I couldn’t afford a car and I kept having to move because I kept ending up in crappy places to live.
Now I live in an amazing place, have a full-time job, and am about to start my Masters degree and am planning to study Enrolled Nursing.
Life is more than settled. It is charmed.