There is already a different atmosphere onsite at
work. Most schools reopen this week so we're not full of families who have
travelled to the coast to enjoy their last chance of a Summer break. There's
more middle-aged couples and retired people and less screaming infants and overfed
youngsters.
It seems amazing to me that this has happened so quickly. I swear it's only a
week ago we were recruiting extra staff for the holiday season and upping our
orders of slushie mix. Now suddenly we're watching things get quieter and
starting to think about Autumn maintenance programmes.
I do love this time of year though. We tend to get people who are here because
they like the area and they tend to look after themselves and find themselves things
to do, so we're not having to go mad every day trying to keep people occupied
with fun activities and family-friendly events. We'll still be close to full capacity
right through til the October half-term, but it somehow feels quieter and
slower. And that is very, very nice indeed. I do enjoy this job immensely, but the
six-week spell of mid-July to early-September is completely different and so,
so tiring. But it's okay to have to deal with that if it means I get 46 weeks
of more manageable enjoyment for the rest of the year. And I'm learning, year
by year, how to mentally prepare myself for the Summer bit so that it doesn't
exhaust me and affect my overall contentment with my position. I'm starting to
see that spell as a separate, different job that I take on as part of my other
duties, and for this year, that job is very nearly over.
RC 4-9-23
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