Proof of boredom

It's a lovely Monday morning, I finished my early morning shift and have a couple of minutes to my next call. I woke up this morning before six without any alarm, was happy and ready to change the world for a better place. Well, what could encourage me so? I had a couple of enjoyable hours last night as I could sit in my living room and watch a movie! Yea-yea... that's what I mean by proof of boredom here. My highlight of three weeks is a movie. I also cannot believe it, but "Cellular" did the job. Let's see how long it lasts.
In general the job is going fine. I hate some double ups, when the other carer is useless (which made me hurt my wrist yesterday quite bad) or just bossy (which happens every morning, but i'm not really paying attention to that), but i don't have too many of these. This week i will also have a day off. After three weeks. I must admit, i look forward to that. Maybe then i can get rid of yellow circles in front of my eyes, laughing on my own without a reason and hopefully will have some time to cook something else than cup-a-soup or instant noodles. Shit man, my menu is terrible.

Show must go on... even with curls involved ;-)

I must have reached a new level in my life. I don't really know whether it is stress, happiness, Tesco value rice pudding in my menu or respect towards my very very good friend Liina- but to the point- my hair is getting curly. I don't just mean slight waves, but real curls on my forehead. It is funny to look in the mirror in the morning and even more i understand Liina's struggle.. the hair doesn't want to stay where you want it, but where it wants itsself. It also made me wonder, how far is the time, when i wake up in the morning with dark skin :-) I would like it though...

Then from the latest news- a real life-size bitch moved to our house. It can be dangerous to cough while she is taking her nap... and if there's a know-it-all in the world, it must be the person i've just met. Good, there has to be someone who knows best, but i keep on doing my terrible mistakes and continue ignoring. I will probably get punished, but better punished than obeying stupidities. Show must go on... even with curls involved.

One step closer to crazyness

And here I am, on my lunch break and happy as a child on Christmas eve, cuz i can sleep long for some days. And what is sleeping long? Until SIX AM!! Isnt that nice to have such a chance... and i'm truly happy about it and it feels long.. an hour longer than i should. So, crazyness, here i come.

I'm not responsible for losses in human-kind

So, here we go, working and surviving the terrible weather we got over the weekend. Already on saturday i had a feeling of making my point extremely clear to one of my colleagues... obviously it didn't work the way i wanted to. She is still a pain in the ass. I suspect a whole serie of complexes and loss of brain. At least inability to think. I'm not a big meat eater lately.. but i feel the hunger for blood. She is constantly teaching me stuff that she probably had huge difficulties with. Driving for example. As she was such a show off and explained me in details how to drive a smart car in uk traffic, i was just listening and laughing inside.. i got a brilliant idea later from a friend.. that i should have said.. thank you very much.. now let me teach YOU how to drive buses in uk. But anyway.. it aint worth it and we just share a couple of clients.

On sunday i met Frankie in London, it was really nice. Beautiful day. Unfortunately a day off gets over before you know it and before payment i most likely cannot go anywhere anymore, but it was worth it. Walking along the Thames and listening to music and having a cup of Latte with a view to the river and all. I think most groups sitting in this outside cafe were bigger than our group of two, but i'm sure we were the loudest ones.

Moving is in my blood

So i moved again. This time from Hersham to Guildford, but as i'm a professional in packing, i was done in 20 minutes.

The funniest part of today was that i was offered a new and better paid job in this company. And that in the middle of my training... i dont mind of course, I got a new job description and couple of weeks to practise care assistant job, then they will invite for a meeting and i might become supervisor. Interesting.

With this piece of information i flew home laughing all the way. That was a completely new type of promotion option...

The new house is ok. A bit crowded, but i'll survive. Kitchen is a bit of a nightmare for me, but i'll get used. From my room i can go to the garden-kind-of-thing. Comfy.

Home, sweet home.. in UK again

So, as many people constantly ask me how i'm doing and where i am, i decided to make it easier to everybody. I'll go with the flow and start a blog. I should have done it years ago, to have notes of my life in Denmark, UK, India etc aaa.. i forgot Estonia... But better late than never.
So I arrived on 3rd of March, having no idea, where to go, but had no problem getting there (or well.. here). By now i can already point the place on the map, where i stay and that is useful, i'm telling you.
I'm in training right now to become a home care assistant.. for those, who don't know, and so far i really enjoy... Only yesterday evening i took an expression "home sickness" to a new level for myself as i have no clue, which home i'm missing... anyway it is more the people as it was sooooo boring and noone to talk to and if so then without a common language. So i was CICD Uk-TCGD India-HOME Estonia- sick, cuz i just wanted to chat and laugh and be sarcastic, you know- all this typical estonian things- I must thank Helen here. Otherwise i wouldn't know anymore if i still belong to the nationality called "estonians".
On my second day here, i was asked to go for driving test. With a SMART car and automatic one as well. Funny. My left leg was twitching constantly and left hand was changing gear on every roundabout and crossing. But believe it or not, i passed the test.
I still find british people crazy. They really try to convince themselves they live on a tropical island.. wearing summer clothes, also on kids and the temperature is around 0. Good luck, no wonder so many of them need all this home care stuff if they dont take care of themselves... but who am i to tell, maybe it is also good for immune system. NOOOT