Thursday, 12 June 2008

First...

.....few weeks at work under my belt, and a birthday to boot. Work seems to be going well, and I think I'm on course to enjoy it there. I really hope so - I've felt so unsettled at work since about 2003, and have found it hard to get into anything, or get any enjoyment out of it. I hope that this place will suit me, and I it. If that makes sense?!

On the birthday front, well it wasn't a landmark, but I love birthdays, and so have had a good week celebrating it. Met up with some old friends, and some family, and just had a really good time.

So on top of that, why do I feel really really miserable?....

Sunday, 1 June 2008

Life is....

....hard sometimes. I don’t mean hard in the truest sense of the word, as in a struggle for existence from day to day, finding it hard to survive. But sometimes, surviving the modern world can feel just as hard. However indulged and lucky you may be, living in the western world.

I may have mentioned that I’m living with my in-laws. It has been seven months now. The story is complicated.

Basically, my husband and I bought their house from them a few years ago at a good price. We saw no need to move them out of their home as it’s a 4 bed house, and we were only a couple with no intention of starting a family, and so no need of the extra space. When I fell pregnant at the beginning of last year, I made it clear that I would expect to be moving into ‘my house’ as soon as the baby was born, if not before. Not a problem in itself.

But the months went past, I got fatter and fatter, and nothing (and I mean nothing) happened. After the birth of L, I came out of hospital, and moved into my house. But my in-laws were still there. The flat that they are moving into has needed gutting and re-decorating. And it is taking longer and longer. And as I have stated, it has now been seven months.

All MY belongings are in boxes in MY garage, while MY house is full of stuff that ISN’T mine. Ergo, it isn’t my house. And can’t be. I don’t think they want to move at all. I may have to get forceful. Or start packing for them. I really am at the end of my tether, and my patience, albeit abundant, is wearing thin. Sometimes I don’t know what to do. Bah.

I am happy though. Really. Just it gets trying at times…..