The hunt

Coming home from Iceland early has posed a problem: I no longer have a job. Although I have a few things to do at home (applying for university, clearing and cleaning up a little, etc.) I still seem to do a lot of nothing. Whole days disappear into the distance completely empty of productivity. This I had foreseen, and so from day one I added to my to-do list to get a job.

This task is in no way easy. Now, I don't think I'm that picky, I have been cleaning toilets for a month, but it is very hard to find anything. My newly acquired diploma is useless for anything but university applications. My age is also against me: in Denmark you get paid less when you are under 18 and so the young are favoured. Finally there is also a severe limitation of jobs in the area. Even if I also take Århus and Randers into consideration there are very few jobs that I am qualified for. I also trip myself up by wanting a temporary job and because I want to travel during my gap year. This combination is far from optimal.

To be fair I have got two jobs in the near future. However both are very short term and ideally I would like a job that lasts at least a few months.

With my rant over I will continue my hunt in the forests of adulthood for the endangered species the job.

The harvests of Autumn

Autumn is a wonderful season and I'm glad to be home to witness it. Though the leaves have only just started to turn red and yellow, the fruit of Autumn is already weighing heavily on the branches.

In our garden we have numerous apple trees and they always produce many more apples than we can eat.

Every year I try to process and conserve them somehow, but the majority still seems to go to waste. With the extra time I have this year, I have been doing quite a lot. Mostly I just stew and freeze them, but I have also been baking a little: I have made two ginger and apple cakes, and an apple pastry. I'm also planning on drying some apple rings.

There are also a lot of blackberries in the nearby woods. Mum made some jelly and I made a batch of blackberry ice cream but there are still plenty on the bushes. The question is whether or not I will have to motivation to pick and process any more...

Home again

I am now home again after a rather hectic summer. I have thoroughly enjoyed it. From the crowds of scouts in Stavanger and the overload of new impressions in wonderful Georgia to the cleaning of toilets in beautiful Iceland. It has been a summer to remember.

However, I am glad to be home. For the time being I have had enough of airports and the stress they entail, all I want to do is harvest and process the apples from the garden, find myself a quiet job and slowly prepare myself for my trip to New Zealand in November.

So while the leaves start to turn red and yellow, I'm stoking the fire. Tea in one hand and a book in the other, I'm snuggling down for a quiet two months. I hope...