Remember how I said a couple of posts ago that I would be leaving my job at the end of April? Well, I lied, snort. Okay, not really, but as it turns out the apartment I found is not available until the middle of June, and even though I'm so ready to give up the 12-hour shifts NOW already, I decided to be pragmatic and see if I could extend my stay. Luckily my employer was able to accommodate me, thus I'll be working until the end of May instead. So, seven more weekends to go, woohoo! And to be honest work hasn't been so bad since I announced that I was leaving. Maybe it relieved the pressure, or perhaps having the end in sight makes the difference as well. Last weekend some of the residents even said they were really glad I was staying a bit longer after all, so that made me feel good too. I will definitely miss some of them, but at least I can always call them on the resident line to see how they're doing. I learned more than I thought I would in this job, but it's time to move on!


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