Everybody, meet Pip, who with her sister Dot will be acting as Emotional Support Rats going forward, and who take their jobs extremely seriously indeed. How things now pan out with both daughter and son out of education is yet to become clear: I’m grateful she is the year before GCSE and he only in his first year at college. How anything works later is not the worry right now. I’d just like to get through now first.
I will have to go to school today and pick up her art folder: son will be home tonight and both have home working to get used to. After that? There needs to be an imposition of routine that will last everybody until at least September, because I cannot realistically see schools coming back until the start of the new Autumn term. It’s bizarre writing that, especially as the first day of Spring is on Sunday.
Suddenly, everything has been pulled into very sharp focus.
A portion of my aspirations this year have become largely academic. There needs to be a complete and utter reassessment of… well, everything really. This is not the moment for that to happen, because first of all new routines need to be established. Once that foundation’s in place… yup, we start again. I have plans. Patreon’s role may yet still change. That’s where enthusiasm will be channelled.
For now, time to get groundwork well underway.
Yesterday was Regional Shopping Hub (with the realisation that there were a number of retail units, even in this mecca, that were covered with hoarding, therefore not in use.) One new unit was opening November 1st, whilst another was about to close. One of my favourite retailers has downsized. The ridiculousness of Brexit, plus changing patterns in buying, have altered the shopping landscape for good. Welcome to the mini-brand store.
An election, let’s be honest, could not have come soon enough.
It’s Halloween, and it seems only appropriate that I start the Journey to Redemption today. I feel this is an especially grandiose title for having to pull my fucking finger out, eating an actual healthy diet and sticking to it… because once I hit the actual levels of red blood cells and cholesterol that should exist as a healthy adult there will be absolutely no point in going back to old habits.
Journey to Normality doesn’t have quite the same ring of excitement and danger, now does it? Maybe that’s why so many of us find comfort in food and indulgence, because the world is either mind-numbingly mundane or ridiculously stressful in equal measure. There’s a larger, more endemic issue at play, of course. Finding happiness used to be the label so much got sold to us on… attaining peace matters more.
Many, MANY things will change, starting today.