by Liz Deacle | Personal, Time for a change
Is it possible to leave everything behind for a whole year? Rent your house, quit the job, sort out the schooling, the bills. The dog.
Is this possible?
To leave everything behind to go and travel the world.
Could I start a travel blog? Take two teenagers, a shed load of hormones, four rucksacks, and a fistful of savings and go around the world?
I’m in my late forties. Am I too old? Will Brian’s back be able to take sleeping on a futon?
These, along with a thousand others are the questions have been plaguing me for the past few months.
We are somewhat addicted to change, Brian and I. We have always lived by the rule that if something wasn’t making us completely happy then we would have to set about changing it, to live life differently.
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by Liz Deacle | Personal
Judging the judgemental is like watching a dog chase its tail around in circles endlessly. It is a pointless exercise. You will never bite off the tail.
Judging The Judgemental And How We Need To Catch From Ourselves Doing It.
Dear judgemental person,
I am trying really hard not to judge you for what you said about me. I know that judging you for being judgmental of me, is like (more…)
by Liz Deacle | Musings, Personal
Hormones. You have to love the little buggers, don’t you? Let’s face it; they’re with us whether we like it or not. Bouncing around in their cute, fluffy playground. Crying, fragile, throwing tantrums, refusing to play ball and getting all upset.
Twisting the swing round and round until they feel dizzy. Becoming unbalanced because someone heavier sits on the see-saw.
Want to know my favourite of all hormones? The one that has plagued my adult life; f-o-r-e-v-e-r? (more…)
by Liz Deacle | Musings, Personal
I had my first child when I was 30. He started school when I was 34. You think you know it all at 30, but of course, this isn’t true. Nor at 40, and probably not 50, 60, 70 or 80 either. I suppose life would be boring if we knew it all. Sort of.
But. There are things that I do know now, things that had I known then would have made my life a damn sight easier. Or maybe just my conscience clearer.
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by Liz Deacle | Personal
I feel like shit today. I’ve tried to shake it off but to no avail. One of those days.
I had to phone the piano teacher and tell her Tessa no longer wanted to have lessons. She’s 78. She’s been teaching her for the past 6 years. It was hideous. She was obviously upset and disappointed. Me, babbling on like a duck. Trying to make it sound better than it was. (more…)
by Liz Deacle | Personal, Time for a change
If we hadn’t emigrated I most certainly wouldn’t have homeschooled for the past 8 years. Neither would I have started my own touring theatre company but that’s a different blog.
That’s not to say that had we not dragged ourselves to the other side of the world I wouldn’t have dabbled in the waters of schooling without school. But you know what?.. truthfully…I don’t think I would have dared.
Back then, for a few years before we made the big move, in my early 30s, I was different. I wanted to be liked. Desperate to be liked. I wanted to please. I wanted to be accepted. I wanted (more…)
