Two weeks off.

Thursday, June 17th, 2010

I’ve been at my new job for only 2 weeks so far, and already I have 2 weeks off. They do it because you cannot take any time off during calving except for the 2days off every 8 days, someone dies, or you are about to die yourself. :P

I am extremely thankful for these 2 weeks off, as my time off from my last job didn’t feel like a “Holiday” because all I did was stress, cry and be angry.

So this month, from the 26th to the 5th, I am visiting my mum & sister in Hastings! I’m really excited! It only cost $68 return to get from Christchurch to Wellington, where my mum will pick me up and drive me to Hastings (Hastings isn’t a main flight center, so it’s expensive to fly to)). This trip is a surprise for my sister, I’m not telling her :P She’ll be so happy to see me. I intend to take her to Shrek4 for her birthday, I may also take her shopping or out for a nice lunch. She’s only 13 so I can’t take her make-up shopping or anything silly like that. Plus, like me, she’s not girlie girl.

I’m still undecided about what to do from the 5th – 10th. I’ve finally gotten Jared to somewhat agree to go to Hanmer Springs, he’s finally got his restricted licence so he can how drive, now all he needs is a car. So if we go up, we’d drive seaperatly. Because his parents like to agree with law. :P

I’ve been wanting to go to Hanmer Springs for the past year1. And this would knock off one of my goals on my last blog. I just need to relax, chill out, and be stress free. It’ll be nice to be with Jared, I know this sounds lame but I still fully wanna cook for him! It’ll be nice to do it in a motel. Then swim in heated pools. Bah. I can’t get to excited, because he may not get a car this weekend. :O/ Fingers crossed.

Btw I’ve started using Pro Active, I haven’t noticed a huge difference in my skin, then again, I don’t have a shit load of pimples. Bah. It feels wrong putting all those chemicals on my face. But I decided I better do something about my skin. I’ll let everyone know how it goes.. It’s not exactly fucking cheap.

  1. Ever since I’ve been in Chch and HEARD about the place [↩]
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Six goals, one year.

Friday, June 11th, 2010

Goals, I love to make ‘em, love the feeling of starting something, never finish them. This year I intend to complete a list of at lest six goals, simple, easy goals that don’t involve a ton of money, or something that doesn’t really interest me.

1) Read five books;

I haven’t read any novels in the past year, my boyfriend bought me a book that I picked for Christmas, and I’ve only read a few chapters. It’s a book about the royal family.. well, a book set back in time written with the characters being that of the royal family. I love these books. I also must finish Ink Death. Oh how I miss reading.

2) Go on holiday;

By holiday, I mean go a few days / a week somewhere, not seeing family or friends, just go to a beach and chill the fuck out. When I say family or friends, I mean.. I’ll take Jared. I just want him and I to be alone? Know what I mean? Justchill.

3) Pay off more of my car;

When I say “more” I mean pay more then I should, throw money at my loan when I have extra money, I would liketo pay off half of it ($4000), but let’s be realistic. I need to pay off at lest $1000 more then I have to.

4) Save $1000;

I always makes stupid money goals.  Saving is fucking hard for me. This savings will be for rainy days. eg: If I get fired, I hate my job really bad I must leave, I have to travel / find somewhere to stay in case something bad happens in the family, I’m sick for a long period of time. OK so I may need more then $1000, but lets be honest, it’ll be a fucking struggle to get the far.

5) Learn a lot at work;

Last season I learnt a lot, but not as much as I should of, not my fault though. However, this year I want to soak in everything I can, sop up everything I can take from this job, while I still don’t know what I want to do with my life, nurse, farmer or teacher, I still need to be learning as much as I can about everything I can. YAY.

6) Have some fucking fun;

I’m sick of being a fucking Nana. I want to party, I want to make friends, and yeah, I want to drink a little. I’m sick of being all fucking mature and “Drinking is a waste of money / time”. Tbh, in NZ, gets you fucking know where.

And that’s all. Five goals. One year. Think it’ll work? I reckon the goals are pretty do-able.

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New job, new life.

Friday, June 4th, 2010

First of June, 2010. That was the day I started my new job. Phaw what a freaken few days it’s been.

I know a lot of my “readers”1 don’t know what dairy farming involves, and I do intent to build a glossery on this website at some stage so I can explain the words I use on a page, and link to it in my posts.. without explaining every little bloody detail. Anyhow..

I jumped in the deep in! We started drying off on the 1st. Drying off entails sticking 2 tubes per teat into the cow, tube one kills all bacteria that is currently IN the “quarter” and the second is called “Teat seal”. It litterly seals the teat so no new infection can get into the quarter. So a cow has 4 quarters.. That’s 8 tubes per cow, times 5000 cows… You get the picture? Lets just say it was a HUGE operation and for the first couple of hours I inhaled a lot of teat spray2.

We did that for 3 days. No fucking shit. 3 days.

So today was the first day of no-milking at ALL. And Marg3 and I dealt with silage. Well, we opened the tapes for the tractor driver. Srs bizns.

We then put some “breaks” up for the cows,4. Try doing that in sweeds. Sweads, as I found today, grow above ground. Yep. Lovely massive arse bulbs I have to trawl through and put up fences. And the power is on both ends of the fence. So.. Interesting electric shock filled day.

Everyone I work with seems pretty cool, the big bosses actually muck in! Which is awesome to see. Spesh on a big operation like this one! There are a lot of foreigners, some of them their English isn’t so great. But neither is mine, so I really shouldn’t complain. Well.. written English.

The dinners? They’re GREAT! We’ve had roast, fish and potato, and last night we had bacon and egg  pie. I’m not a big fan, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I ate it anyway… and it wasn’t half bad!

So all in all, I’m enjoying it. The hours are short5, the people are good to work with, and it’s all about team effort. I like that. I think, and hope, I’m going to like it here.

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  2. Consisting of Iodine and other crap not to be inhaled by any living thing. [↩]
  3. My new flat mate [↩]
  4. Splitting the paddock up so they don’t eat it ALL in one go [↩]
  5. Compared to last season!! [↩]
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