I do think of Cwmgors often. I have memories pop up on my phone every few days - and that's just the photos I took. Vegetables I grew and picked, and the kids mucking about. Things that we built. Sunny days. There was a lot. We were there for four and a half years, and until very close to the end I thought it would be forever. I still remember that day in September, on holiday in Fishguard. Will saying to me - what's keeping us in Cwmgors? When it all crumbled.
I know it's been the right thing to move, the right thing for the kids, for the family. I'm glad we've moved and I love it here. But I was getting on okay there. So it's still hard, if I give myself any time to think about it, and when I see other people living close to nature, and having some land, and growing their own food, I find it hard not to feel very sorry for myself. But never for the girls or Will. We've done what's best.
I've been thinking of things I'm going to get on with once the girls are back in school in September. I'm determined to make this summer holiday a good one, and start as I mean to go on with school breaks. But once they are back in school, besides getting on with the crochet and drawing and starting my own business(es), I would like to:
- Finish painting our bedroom, obviously.
- Tidy up and paint woodwork in basically the whole house.
- Paint bathroom and office ceiling
- Paint below dado rail in back room
- Make bath tray out of wood WITHOUT WILL
- Take off door handle in bathroom and work out what's wrong with it WITHOUT WILL
- Master Sourdough
- Declutter, obviously.
- Make pantry in kitchen? (I know I asked Will to, but is this something I could do?)
- Complementary to some of the previous - learn to use drill?
- Make pair of flares out of charity shop jeans (buy jeans from charity shop first)
That'll do for now, more to follow.
OH LOOK! I'm getting my mojo back already! Perhaps soulless office jobs are death.
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