This afternoon I got a call from my brother Karl. To make a long conversation short, he offered me a job brush-cutting somewhere up near Iliamna and I said I didn't want to... about 4 times. Guess where I'm going tomorrow? Iliamna.
I guess in the end it's an offer that's hard to refuse. I'm really not doing much else right now (see: dinking around on my computer, watering plants, cooking dinner and hanging out with Bill's family) and 10 hours a day for 2 weeks at 30 dollars an hour adds up to... a decent chunk of change. You can do the math if you so choose... I don't want to flaunt it too much. Who knows, maybe this is just the job I need to have the money to go to say.... Norway?
The job is through Iliamna Lake Contractors and goes at a 2 weeks on, 2 weeks off kind of clip. I think I would work more than one 2 week shift, but I have other adventures coming up (which I'll save to talk about later. Can't spoil all the surprises). We'll see how much I can work in.
So here I am, 11pm, laundry waiting to go in the washer and still not sure what time I leave tomorrow. It's ok. I was a bit stressed about it earlier, but right now I'm at the point of tired that I'm just ready to take things as they come.
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