I had a call from the temp agency this morning and I have another 3 days work over the next 3 weeks. Which basically means I will get to go to Darwin for a bit of a holiday after all. Because it means money to pay for the ridiculously expensive airfares.
Except that I'm working as a receptionist in an aged care facility. Which basically means I will turn into my mother for those three days. But I'm fully aware that this isn't an entirely new phoenomenon and so I am quite accepting of my fate, really.