Since I have lost my DLA last year, it has made an effect on my life. I am noticing it more this year and for the next two or three months, until things settle, I’m not sure how things will go. But I know the important bills will get paid.
I have now been in my new lovely job for over 3 months now and I know how much overtime on average I can get. This means now, I have to seek extra employment elsewhere which my current employer is ok about as long as it does not affect the evening shift I am on. So now I know where I stand with this, which is not as strict as I first imagined, now he has explained it to me, it is time to look for permanent morning work.
However, although I don’t have to, the morning work I will seek, I will make sure it will be at hours and days of the week that would not affect overtime I could get with my current employer, which I have let my boss know, so he knows I am still happy to do the overtime. So one day, when the right one comes along, I will apply.
But now, because I have to seek more part-time work, it will affect my volunteer role. One day, when I get a morning job, I will have to say goodbye to the place I have volunteered at for over 4 years. I have had private chats with two staff members about it today, after holding of for months, hoping it would not come to this. They understand, but I know they will miss me and the contribution I make, as they don’t have many volunteers. The manager of where I have volunteer for, will happily give me a reference to anywhere I apply, like she did before and my boss of my new workplace is happy to give a reference too.
So today, after chatting with the two staff at my volunteer place, of what might happen one day, I have now shed tears away from there. This volunteer place will always leave a positive lasting impression for me. It was my first volunteer role and as I have said already, I have been here for over 4 years now.
I have seen the forum grow and my volunteer role, although it did not have to, it changed because I was happy to the same work that one of the workers there do, as I knew he needed the help, being a one-man band.
I have also changed and grown, because when I started there, I had depression at my worst stage where I was close to not speaking and closing myself off from family and friends, I had no confidence, or self-esteem. Being there meant I had to speak and so in turn when at home with family or friends, meant I could keep the speaking up. I gained confidence and my self-esteem.
I have not spoken much about my volunteer role here on this blog, but those of you that I have known me from my blogging days when I used to write my deaf blog, will know the role I did, until the role changed, when I volunteered to be more hands on with different kinds of work, but not the craft kind.
When the time comes to one day I leave, it will be very hard.