Nanny life

I have made the transition from seasonal nanny to full time, live in, nanny. I’m unconvinced whether this was my smartest move.

I’m not really a nanny. I have no formal training. My childcare experience stems from growing up in a big Irish family – If you were old enough to look after yourself you were deemed capable to look after younger cousins. It comes natural to me, I generally find it easy & if I were at home I would no doubt be doing this free of charge for family.

When people ask me what I do I seem to mutter under my breath what I’m doing ‘at the minute’, as though I’m ashamed. Looking after other people’s children & being chosen & desired for the position is a big privilege & responsibility. I feel that this job is not as professional as my career in healthcare that I studied at university & struggle to find a full time job in. Maybe it’s because I put more time & effort into graduating? I feel like a failure for not working in this field & any other job will always come second to working in the sports healthcare. I watch sports on tv & yearn to work in that environment again. Nannying is not bringing me closer to it or doing anything positive for my cv.

I feel quite old to be working as an untrained nanny. Is this something people do in their late teens/early 20’s? Should i not be settled with my own family by now? Should I be hiring a nanny for my brood of children?

All I can do is throw my arms up in despair, save some money & make the most of it. It feels better than yachting….. Better for my sanity hopefully. I will certainly have more freedom & will hopefully make more friends.

In the end it’s not about my job title or personal feelings of shortcomings from not attaining my dream job – yet. My quality of life in a country I have not picked for myself, with no friends or links, & not speaking the native language,  will be difficult – hopefully just to begin with.

Wish me luck on my new adventure! Any nanny word of wisdom, or other, are always greatly welcomed x

What the hell am I doing with my life???!!

I need to sort out my life.

I can’t continue doing what I’m doing now. There is never more than 3 months of job security before I have to start thinking about planning my next move – which we all know that I’m terrible at. The uncertainty is draining. As much as I love bumbling from seasonal jobs & living in an array of countries, it is tiring.

I have also been dwelling on the fact that there is a ceiling to the amount of money I can make as 1 person providing a service. To live the lifestyle I want I need to become a digital nomad. I need to put serious thought & research into this. I know I can do it.

Since I was little I always thought I would become a writer. That idea was put to bed when studies, boys, work & driving took up all my time & energy. I’m hoping to reawaken the writer in me & I’m sincerely hoping to be quite adept at it! Oh bless my naive intrepid soul.

One option could be to go back to Chiang Mai where the cost of living is agreeable with no income & take time out to pursue this? Yes, I know flights will be atrocious but I think worth it rather than haemorrhaging money at home & having no time to do anything. Maybe I’ll look into China….. Be quiet my nomad heart. Do you see what I’m up against here? I am a nightmare!

Do I go first thing first & secure a seasonal post to get me by? There was a nanny post at home with an amazing family… but I couldn’t face living in northern ireland, could I???

Here’s to clearing my head, sitting with a beautiful view, a pen & paper & having a good old brainstorm!

When casual conversations turn into panic inducing inquisitions

Yep, just a casual conversation with my friend. He seems to have his post ski season year sorted & is happy about that. Almost smug. Boastful some might say. Less kind people would say he’s being a bit twattish about it, frankly. When he asks me about mine I brightly tell him about my plans to go to New Zealand in September. I have this roughly figured out since October & I am delighted to have direction & focus on the horizon. Go me! *pats self on back*

His face. He looked at me as though I were crazy!

“That’s in 6 months. What are you going to do next?? After this!?”

Is he being dramatic & Italian or should I have my shit sorted out by now. Ok, both. More importantly, I should have my shit sorted out. Queue the panic, searching, applications, waiting & desperation to take the first low paid, little respect position that crawls its sorry ass my way. In fairness, my friend has just recently organised his next few months & shouldn’t be so harsh on me – but then again, my contract in Switzerland finishes in 4 weeks. *Is a little bit sick in my mouth* I need a kick up the arse. What the deck am I going to do?!

Still, I never know whats around the corner. That dream job in Formula 1 could be my next calling – It’s not, but imagine if that was my next job! Shhhhhhh, let me bask in it for a moment…..

Daydreams OVER. Back to the real world with a thump.

Now to take the unemployment bull by the career empowering horns. Can I turn this around? What will it take to get a suitable, challenging job that I’m fully competent in, enjoy & get well paid for? Not even well paid, just a decent wage appropriate to my skills & time. Plus in a country I adore or I haven’t been to yet. Am I asking for too much? Can I make this happen??

I guess I’m just going to try my best & make it work, somehow. Inspiration is welcome as always!

Here’s to taking corners, not knowing whats around them & the security that there are always opportunities hiding & waiting. In case you were wondering, yes, I do drink when I blog & make a cheers to all my readers at the end 😉

Back to the homeland

There is nothing like flying into my country. Even in darkness I can feel the familiarity & homeliness. In daylight there is nothing like the views going into Belfast city or the peace of flying into Dublin. I can’t think of any descents I prefer. Just as well as I do them quite regularly…… I have booked a one way flight to Switzerland to visit my friends for Christmas & New Year & hopefully pick up some work!

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I am also looking for my next working adventure. All suggestions are most welcome – if you can think of anything fun I can do work wise & abroad I would really appreciate it! I think it’s time for something new!

Damn these itchy feet!

Queue the broken record, here I go again. My chronic itchy feet are seeking a new adventure. I may go to a podiatrist because this condition flares up at least 7 times a year.

Are there any other sufferers out there? Is there a cure????

As always I am open to any new adventure. New Zealand is still on my list and I am hooked on the idea of 3 months in New York. I know. Unlikely. But you know me 🙂

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Snakes & Ladders – my career ladder

January 2014

It looks like I’m getting itchy feet again after only being back in Switzerland for a month. I swear this condition is terminal.d6394e5ca3fe11e28ddc22000a9f15db_5

I’m starting to see superyacht jobs being advertised for the upcoming season….. I’m being sucked in by Formula One job advertisements despite my distinct lack in any aerodynamic or basic mechanic skill. There are also massage therapist positions in beautiful exotic resorts.

I will do my usual apply-for-everything-&-hope-for-the-best routine. I can only imagine where I will end up! I can’t wait to find out if it is a positive step on my career ladder or a snake to the depths of the slimey, scaley snake pits of hell…..

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