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Vacation? Will My Body Allow It?

I work...a lot. I have a job that allows for proper vacation time, being in a union, although my actual schedule is dependent on the people for whom I work. If you have read my blog, inconsistent as of late, we all know I cook for a living. The job, no matter where you work, is hard on the body and mind, with physical labour in a hot environment, hard floors taking a toll on the joints, and especially long hours. I am lucky to be in a union where the labour laws are never broken, vacation time is given, not a lot of overtime, ergonomically safe - it is institutional cooking in comparison to my past work. Currently, when a client is running on a specific schedule, I run with them, so if the time-on is February to November, that's my schedule too. No time off in between, I am at their beg and call. I like being busy and I like this schedule, no matter how long it seems through the summer months when all my friends are having holidays and fun in the sun. I am waking up when they are l...

The Invasion

Silence....This blog site has been quiet for over a month. I didn't actually push PAUSE on my life, although it definitely felt like it. In the midst of a life hiatus, I managed to find a place to hang my jacket for 8 hours a day. Although it is not in that dream job, it is employment, and for now, I am happy to be earning a wage. I am still in the industry of cooking, albeit a bit off on a tangent. I am cooking on food trucks at my old university, which is less cooking and mostly customer service. I have always thought of myself as someone who should always be behind the doors which divide the kitchen from the customers, as I have managed to increase my kitchen vocabulary to heights which would embarrass even myself, but apparently I have a skill with clientele as my new job. I am actually good at serving people, at least through a mobile food truck window. So I am currently working there, earning a union wage and slowly feeling the creativity shrivel in my body. Henc...