Oh frabjous day! Calloo Callay! (She chortled in her joy)
Today I am one VERY happy woman. My dad's desk has, finally, after 4 long months, arrived at my home!!
It is SO BEAUTIFUL and embodies so much.
... there is a slight problem in that it does not fit in the place that we were going to put it, and the original plan of getting a carpenter to shave the sides so that we could just slide it in, is a no go. It would take more than just a shaving to fit it in and now that it is here, actually I wouldn't have been able to mutilate it anyway.
But it doesn't matter, I don't care, I will find a place for it.
So, in a massive shock to all of us, Steve was made redundant oh, about 6 or 8 weeks ago.
He negotiated a redundancy deal that leaves us in no immediate panic, but my initial (and abiding) concern was for my husband and how he would cope with the emotional fall out of it all. He is such a wonderful provider and I know that a lot of his sense of self is wrapped up in that.
When he first told me, I was frozen - not in panic about what would happen to us, but just from shock. Shock that the company could treat him so badly after all his dedication and relentless hard work. But then when the shock passed I realised that this is actually a gift. My lovely husband has been miserable in his job for the last few years, and I have watched as the cheerful enjoyment of life that so characterised the man I met all those years ago, slowly evaporated. But now! He has been given the chance to get that exultation of spirit back again! He would never would have taken that chance voluntarily, because of the risks to his family.
So he has started looking for work seriously now, but there is not a lot available in his field up in the North East. He could get something up here and take a 40% pay cut and endure days of boredom, and I could look for work to try and make up some of that lost salary.
We could move back down south and get the same salary as he had before, but where the cost of living is so much higher.
He could get a job down South and commute Monday to Friday
... whatever route we end up going down, it's going to mean big changes for the Cards.
It doesn't necessarily mean bad news though, as long as we can all stick together and support each other, it should be a wonderful adventure!
Tom:
When I grow up I'm going to be Prince William.
Mum:
Oh yes, why do you want to be Prince William?
Tom:
So you can be Kate, and I can marry you.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Tom:
I'm going to be fireman when I grow up.
Mum:
Are you my darling? That sounds a very good job to do, you will have to be very brave.
Tom:
I'm not going to be a fireman ALL the time, sometimes I will be a farmer so I can drive a tractor, and when I'm not being a farmer or a fireman, I'm going to drive a street cleaner.
Mum:
Wow, that sounds like a very busy life. Where are you going to keep all your different vehicles?
Tom:
I'm going to drive a transporter and park it in my garage, then I can drive my transporter to all the different jobs, and just get the vehicle that I need off. It'll be awesome!!!
