Sometimes you need to be careful what you
wish for. Just a couple of weeks ago I
was feeling quite down about being at home alone. Since then I have, with the help of kind and
constructive words from friends and family, the outlook looks a bit brighter.
September seems to be full on. So much so I am scrambling around to find time
to breathe! I love just being busy.
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Georgina and Joe are off to University next
weekend. Georgina seems to be sorted
having paid the deposit for her student house last December. Most of Georgina stuff (and some of mine) has
been transferred with just her clothes tome moved. Georgina has even applied for a job transfer
to the Cardiff branch of Primark.
Fingers crossed there are some vacancies soon.
I have just discovered, this very moment in
fact, that Joe will only be able to move into his student flat on the 21st
September not the date we had planned ie 15th. The additional week’s wait is not a bad
thing as we still got quite a lot to do.
We didn’t get anything done this weekend as Joe was at Bestival on the
Isle of Wight where he was dressed as an octopus made from a hoodie with a few
additional tentacles sewn on!
Beyond shipping the kids I have a number of
events lined up. On September 14th
I will be with friends at the One Day Cricket International between England and
Australia in Cardiff. Lets hope the weather keeps dry. On 22nd I
will be going to the Bath Theatre Royal to see the comedian Nina Conti Nina Conti at
Theatre Royal Bath. Nina is one of
the funniest comedians I have ever seen and I am really looking forward to
seeing her. Additionally I have got one
or two other things in mind over the coming months. My plan going forward is to book myself into
doing something a couple of weeks in advance.
Failing that then someone will be getting a phone call to put the kettle
on.
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| View across Bristol harbour and the SS Great Britain |
I have just started to plan the longer-term
future and specifically considering where I am going to live. For months I have agonized over the decision as
to whether I should move house or not. I
have a lovely 4-bedroom house with a fairly secluded garden and it’s the area
where the kids have grown up. I can think
of lots of other reasons why not to move.
However, despite all these reasons I am now fairly sure we will be
moving. I have recalled numerous
conversations Caroline and I have had about what we were going to do and where
we going to live in the future. We would
have waited for the kids to complete their University courses but we had a
desire to downsize and perhaps live in central Bristol. Caroline was concerned about moving in case
we ever became grandparents and the need for a garden but decided we would deal
with that when it arrived. We wanted to
just enjoy ourselves for a while. I am
hoping that that there are a few years to go before needing to worry about
grandchildren (Georgina and Joe seriously take note).
There’s part of me that feels guilty about
moving. I worry that sub-conscientiously
I am trying to abandon my past memories?
The reality though is this is so far from the truth. Our home has so many memories that will
always be with me no matter where I live.
However, it doesn’t feel like home anymore. I know there are no guarantees that anywhere
will ever feel like home again. Only
time will tell.
I have made a few enquiries about central
Bristol, which look encouraging. Everyone, including both the kids, seems to
think it’s the right the move. Not sure
if they see it as a good move for me or whether they’re eyeing up my new place for
somewhere to “crash” after a night out in Bristol! However, there are many hurdles to overcome
before I can make the move happen. Once
the kids have settled in University I will be starting the relocation project.
So plenty to keep me occupied for now and
before you know it, Christmas will be upon us!
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