School holidays finish today, frantically trying to get the children into bed and I’m losing.
Francesca has given in and gone to sleep, it’s her first day at school tomorrow but Rory and Finn are finding 100 reasons why they cant get to sleep.
Finn has been living with his dad for the last year and is trying out school here with a view to coming back to live with us. The choice is not about which parent he wants to live with but which place has the better football team for him to join, he dreams about being the next Beckham!
Talking of dreams Ron and my dream of the bunkhouse/recovery training venue looks likely to be on hold for a while as we have yet to sell our house in Fife. Any one out there wants a lovely 4 bedded eco-house in Wormit, Fife to buy or rent, please get in touch.
Ron & I seem to be taking it in turns to get despondent about our situation whilst the other try’s to spin out a more positive viewpoint. We have so many plans to implement here but most of them require cash.
Ultimately we are luckier than a lot of people in the present economic climate, we have a good amount of work, a roof over our head, a beautiful environment to live in, good friends, each other -perhaps these elements give us the building blocks for our mental well being and the resilience and toughness to stay self employed. Ron has been training in one form or another now for 16 years and was hoping to slow down next year, instead it will be full on for both of us, at least we are both passionate about our work, passionate about recovery and driven in our fight to change the mental health system.
Next week I'm back to work it will seem strange to leave this safe cocoon and be back in the big real world.
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