Changes are afoot in this household. Some big changes, some not so big. The international move we had planned has very, very much been shelved. I’m disappointed about it; moving to Amsterdam would have been, frankly, brilliant. But I’m also relieved. Upping sticks to the Netherlands, as exciting and gutsy as it would have been, is not the solution to the dissatisfaction I’ve been feeling for a while, and I’ve learnt this year that everywhere you go, you do, in fact, always take the weather with you.
And besides, I am not sure how well Ruby would have coped with it all, to be honest.
So, whilst this summer was a bit mad. Exciting and dreamlike in parts, now it’s back to school and back to normality. Maybe it’s for the best. Maybe it’s time I took stock and accepted that this is how my life is. And this is where I live. And this is what I do. And that’s it’s infinitely better to make the best of it rather than sit and dream up ways to escape (who am I kidding? I’ll always want to dream up ways to escape). This morning the alarm was not switched off and I did not go back to sleep for an hour. School uniforms were (begrudgingly) put on. PE kits were shoved in bags. Breakfast was a hasty affair. Teeth were brushed. Elliot reluctantly let me drag a brush through his hair and we were out of the door by 8:30. Just as the first flight from Amsterdam roared low and directly over my house.
Living on a flightpath with regular flights to the place you were gleefully planning to relocate to was once so exciting. Now it’s all a little bittersweet. But I’m not dwelling on that. I’m working on making my weather sunnier and brighter.
As I said, changes are afoot. I’m not talking about it yet as I don’t know what’s going on and things are misty and unclear. And yes, I know that’s cryptic, but never mind. So for now, here’s the First Day Of Term photo. Ubiquitous to September when you’re a parent of a school aged child.
I feel you, Elliot.