You only have four job man?!

Okay. So yes. I might be over-extending myself. I have four jobs. But in all fairness, only one of them requires more than 10 hours of my time and the other three give me legitimate reasons to leave the house. Legitimate reasons that DON'T cost me any money. So here's a list of the jobs and what my responsibilities/hours are:

1.) Nannying. I think I can just leave it at that. If you don't know what that entails, go back and read this blog from the beginning.
2.) Tutoring. I have one family that I do about an hour's worth of tuition for on Saturdays. The girl is getting ready for her 11+ exams in January, so I'm helping her improve her grades across the board, though lately it seems like we've needed to focus quite a bit on English. The family is really nice and normal.
3.) The Clink Prison Museum. This is the first time I've worked for minimum wage since I was 17. I do two shifts a week, one eight-hour shift in the box office, one six-hour shift as a caretaker, which means I wander around and make sure everything is clean and in good working order. Apparently there will be other shifts with the caretaking job in conjunction with the events they host in the upstairs banquet hall. This may wind up giving me bartending experience which I can then put on my resume/CV. This place is a hoot...more on why in a moment.
4.) Peer mentor. I'm doing this through the Goldsmiths history department. I haven't officially started this one, but I'm meant to devote a few hours a month making myself available so that frightened freshman have a non-threatening fellow student to talk to about any questions, comments, concerns they might have. Lately I've been thinking I want to stay at Goldsmiths to pursue my Masters when I'm done with my BA, so this peer mentoring gig is meant to help me get into the history department's good graces.

Side note: I have a raging head cold right now. I am also at work. I got spicy beef ramen from Wagamama for dinner and it didn't clear out my sinuses like I was hoping. This is unfortunate as I have Bootsie's Pajama Birthday Party to go to after I get off work and I don't feel particularly festive at the moment. And Bootsie deserves nothing less than my a-game for her birthday party. I'm sure I'll figure something out.

Anyway. The Clink is a hoot and a half. The guy that owns the place reminds me of Brick Top from Snatch. Talks exactly like him and has similar teeth. Can't understand him half the time. The box office job is painfully boring at times, but I can read a book or go on the net and cruise around, just so long as I keep an eye out for folks that want to come in.

But I promise to keep from burning myself out. It is very nice though to have something else to go and do for a few hours rather than sit in the house or go out drinking or shopping or anything else that requires me to spend money. Plus I'll be making an extra few quid which'll help get things sorted so I don't have to stay in that house for my last year of school.

It's almost quitting time. I'm going to start counting out my drawer so I can lock up and go get my pajama party on....