We have had a bit of a shake up under our roof which goes beyond Linda’s girls having their various friends around. My youngest stepdaughter has left us, gone to live with her father in the wealthier climes of Jerrabomberra, feeling no doubt that the grass is greener on the other side of the border in a home where she feels all her whims may be catered for. So be it. These things never turn out to be what they seem and we only hope she comes out of it well but past history suggests otherwise. But she has made her bed. She can lie on it.
If I wrote what I really think about the situation and those who influenced a 17 year old girl to leave her home and live some distance away from her mother, school, workplace and friends then I would be facing a waterwall of trouble from which there would be no escape. A ton of bricks would come down upon me and the condescension from those involved would be intense. But I think you will get my drift in any case.
So, a bit of a new era begins with just one girl living here with Linda and I. While it is a sad time and we are not happy about the way events have played out, there are certainly some positives about it. There is no more worry about leaving the recalcitrant girl alone by herself which she claims is a root cause of her decision. We can do as we please when we want as the older girl still with us is quite capable of surviving by herself and in fact, I believe probably prefers us not to be around, at least occasionally. She loves us but she likes her own space as we all do.
Our newly vacant extra room which is in fact the master bedroom of the house can now be reclassified and used as a larger rumpus room and I hear talk between Linda and Monique of buying new televisions to be put in place there and other suggestions on how we can now use it. It has an en suite so it is a very handy space to have. I just have to pull down the old bunks beds in there first. Another job for the weekend!
So, a new day has dawned on the home front but professionally things are much the same as always but I won’t bore you with damnations of work and pitiful whining on how hard done by I am in regards to my employment. Of course the one positive to emerge from yesterday was news that our regular supervisor will return from his sabbatical next Tuesday. He may soon find himself in the same emotional predicament as he was in when he left as there are even less staff now than when he left nine weeks ago and he will be pulling his hair out trying to fill gaps in the roster. Hopefully his holiday has calmed his nerves and steeled him for the battle ahead. The best thing for us floor dwellers is the fact he is very competent and capable and he cares. You don’t realise the difference that makes until it’s not there. We will have to nurse him along so as not to lose him.
And so for me as the morning closes in a few little chores to complete so dawdling on the computer is not a long term option for now. Food to be bought, clothes to be dried, preparations to be made. I shall be on my way.
Have a nice day.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 