Before you begin the process of renting your house to another family, shifting your whole life into the loft so that you can live out your latest dream and travel the world for a year with your family, you will wrongly assume that you are living a sort of normal, clean, unattached life.
You will have this illusion that possessions mean nothing to you, that you’re a hippy chic that could wipe around her relatively clean and tidy house with a bleachy cloth and be out of the door and on the next plane to Florida before the sun sets.
And oddly enough, other people will have this misconception of you too.
They will come round to your house for dinner, see a clean on the surface house but will never be allowed to venture into the bedrooms. They may see a dog that has just been walked and so doesn’t sit there with her teeth chattering when someone picks up her ball.
Or they might see kids that have just been rollicked and warned that if they get the phone out at dinner, there will be hell to pay. And finally, they will see a husband and wife that always seem so relaxed and chilled but who actually downed half a bottle of rum before you arrived.
You and I have a lot in common. Let’s be friends. (more…)
Worrying about the future. That’s what I’ve been up to. This post is over a week old. I’ve been too scared to share it with you. It’s a post about worrying about the future and what that looks like. I couldn’t bring myself to hit the publish button. I thought you might think I was a big baby. A mardy scaredy pants. And then I remembered my promise to you -that I would always tell you the truth. And so here it is. My diary from ten mornings ago. Written at 7 am after having spent half the night lying awake worrying about the future. Worrying about our big adventure. To leave everything behind and travel the world for a year. (more…)
Is it possible to leave everything behind for a whole year? The house, the job, the schooling, the bills. The dog. Is that possible? Leave everything behind and 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? Am I too old? These are the questions have been plaguing me for the past few months.
We are somewhat addicted to change, Brian and I, and have always lived by the rule that if something wasn’t making us completely happy than we would have to set about changing it. Live life differently. (more…)
This is a little note to all of you lovely followers who clicked the follow button on my WordPress site. (more…)
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…)