Farm work

What’s your dream job?

To be honest I cannot say that there is any particular job that I have a dream of doing. When I was younger I went through all my options and opportunities and to be honest I think I’ve followed the best course of work activity throughout my career so far. That school careers officer knew his job.

It’s the old observation of whether you dream to do a job so much, that in reality, after you have done it for a while it then becomes a chore. I spent a lot of time in my early 30s doing my city and guilds exams in electronics, my choice, as it was a hobby and I wanted to learn more. Many people said to me at the time,“Why don’t you use that set of qualifications to branch out into that business?” But do you know what? I didn’t want to do that as I loved the hobby so much I didn’t want to fall out of love with it, I didn’t want it to become a day to day existence, something to tire of.

As I branch out into my latter years I’d love to work on a farm, I’d love to be a custodian of some land and have responsibilities for its upkeep and the animals and creatures that live there. A big woodland where I tend to nature, monitor and assist with its upkeep. Environmental work, that’s what I’d love to do now.

I could do this on a part time basis, as the local woodland trust actively encourages involvement in such projects in our area. The only issue is that my shifts at work kind of restrict me with taking part. Maybe this is a decision to be taken into consideration when I look at my retirement options within the next few years.

Have a glorious day.

Why bother? I care that’s why..

How do you waste the most time every day?

I probably waste too much of my day worrying about others and how they are fairing. I don’t know why I do it as to be honest most of the people I’m thinking of wouldn’t give me a second thought. There’s only so many times you can be asked for advice, and when you see those people do the complete polar opposite to what you advised you often wonder why do I bother?

I care that’s why, I don’t like to see anyone struggling, and that’s where I waste the most time every day.

One day someone may thank me, I don’t know. I seem to overlook my own well being for others. Maybe, just maybe, there is someone out there wasting time thinking about me, that would be nice.

I doubt it though. But I’ll never change.

That’s just me.