The solution to everything.

I am writing today's entry in a slight vodka haze, so it may not be as coherent as usual. (assuming it is every coherent)

I have been asked why here, why move.

Well having moved two years ago to a flat that was supposed to be rent-able immediately so that I could live off the income instead of struggling to do 9 jobs for an income so low that I am still entitled to working tax credit, I found myself working even harder than ever  to try and sort the flat out so that it could be lived in by myself let alone make it available to anyone else. Also I was only able to afford to go away for a couple of days a year  and given that I like holidays that was depressing. I suddenly realised that my son's coming home could liberate me and I could get away still if I could find a job I could do. Most TEFL teaching jobs require 24 hours teaching a week and I feel that is more than I can cope with at present because of the amount of preparation and the sheer energy teaching takes. Also I am more interested in working in a real school environment so when this job came up it seemed perfect, manageable hours, a built in existing curriculum, and a really worthwhile concept as the school has a mission to ensure that rural kids are able to compete in the future as they have two languages and IT skills.   But like all things work is a double edged sword.   For example the holidays  here keep shifting, my timetable has had to be shifted, printing stuff is a challeng and at the moment I am trying to get clear information about what training I am expected to do during the vacation and whether I have to re-schedule my rescheduled holiday or not.

Health wise it is better to work than not to work but work can very stressful too.  This is not just a problem in Kyrgyzstan clearly. The Royal Opera House for example reneging on their deal and their bad work practices, working in Haringey too where the computers almost never worked etc, etc. working in Hertford where I had to bring a bullying complaint. I am sure most people can list hundreds of examples of difficult work environments.  Many far worse than anything that I have experienced. What I find as I get older however, is that I cannot be asked.  I do not want to spend my remaining years faffing about. In turn I should be much better and much more efficient too. So I will continue to try and be more efficient. So drinking vodka is probably not a good idea!

However, that can be difficult when the women who work at the Ashu call one over and insist on a nip of vodka.  They are lovely. It is the first time that this has happened and these women work very hard and for the most part very efficiently and without supervision on the whole so I felt honoured to down a glass or two with them.

Previously I have said that I am surprised that people who come to the Ashu and have a glass or two just finish and go to bed and do not continue partying. But last night the people sharing my part of the hotel really did party, at one point someone came into my room, and this morning I found the paper plate I had painted with a lovely face for work had been purloined and used to eat off and there were vodka glasses and the window was open to let out the smoke.  I am told by people who work in the hotel trade that sometimes hotel residents behaviour is completely disgusting and clearly this was not like that, just people enjoying their holiday, but that is the first time I have seen and heard rowdy behaviour since coming here.   Tonight I might be tempted to join them!.