My kith and kin
Lots has happened, yet nothing has, this is the way things seem to go. The holiday relaxation wore off really quickly. I am hating being back at work full time. I don't miss having 40% less pay, however. Swings and roundabouts, eh.Last weekend was a time of intense DIY and cleaning, getting Mum's house ready to go on the market. I have never seen the place as my home. It's just as well that we aren't dealing with our long-mourned family home, the house Mum moved from 9 years ago. Had she still been living there, we'd all have fallen out by now, having to change the locks every ten minutes, or attempting to live in caravans in the garden. Bricks and mortar, funny how we get so attached to them.
The family is all getting pissed off with each other. We aren't good at spending time together. Being with them is like being locked in a car travelling from John O'Groats to Land's End, with no chance of a toilet/petrol break. There's an awful lot of teeth-gritting going on. We do our best, but I can't help but feel that this will change once Mum's affairs are tied up and finished.
On the plus side, much quality time with The Dog, who went crazy with excitement when we arrived, slept on our bed (verboten in my Mum's house) and rubbed her head in fox poop while out walking, which necessitated her having a swift bath, which nobody enjoyed.
Lots of other bits and bobs I could carp on about here but I don't really see the point...so in short, I've been going out and doing more, catching up with people over drinks, and organising my next holiday (Cornwall, in September).
Living for weekends, missing Mum and The Dog and wondering how things are going to turn out - that's essentially what's preoccupying me at the moment.
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