Well one of the sacrifices I made when moving down here was to work full time again. I have to say it has not been as bad as I thought actually, helped by the fact that Hubby became a House Hubby when we moved down here. I don't have to worry about inset days for Son, pick up from clubs, cooking dinner, ironing, washing and cleaning. WOW! yes I think everyone should have a House Hubby it is Fab!
Not only has there been a change of job for Hubby since we moved down here but a change in attitude, when something needed fixing at home it was often left for as long as possible until my Dad came down to do it! Now not only are things getting fixed, but things are getting made too! We have a hanger for the tools in the shed, a wood store to name a few. Even my Dad is impressed at this change in hubby. Onto the food, well not only do we have fresh home made bread, but I came home on Friday to find that the bread maker had been put to one side and Hubby had made it by hand!!! Not only that but it was from Nigella's Domestic Goddess book - or should I say Domestic God! No wonder I have been married to this God for 17 years this year - I have very lucky indeed finding him. But and yes there is always a but....... although he does all this and does clean, he does not "do" the surfaces, skirtings or cobwebs. Am I being a bit picky? yes I think I probably am!
Monday, 22 March 2010
There was a time when a Saturday meant a trip to Oxford, a number of purchases and of course a latte or two. Well I can still fit in my latte but life is much simpler now ...
You will now find me in my red wellies, tracky bottoms and fleece in the mud at the bottom of the garden or in the field. What a change eh? For those of you who know me well you are probably shocked at the very thought! But the sun was shining, there was not a cloud in the sky and the view went on and on... when I opened the chook house they were so pleased to see me (food) as they pecked around me clucking and quacking (Bango). Then off to see my piggies - after fighting with them - they are incredibly strong for 12 weeks old - I managed to get their food into the trough before they ate me. Then I sat in the field and listened to the peace and quiet and just breathed in that fresh Pembrokeshire air. Heaven! This evening Hubby and I just held hands and wandered around the perimeter of our field in the National Park and thought WOW one year ago we were in a state of panic, just about to go off to NZ for three weeks and a big decision to make - should we give up 2/3rds of our income and move West? Strolling back across the field towards the house we said to each other "This was definately one of our better decisions in life!"
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Well have been out of action for a while and this blog entry is going to be thoughtful. My Mum was taken into hospital very suddenly at the weekend with a tumour on her spine - her mobility had been deteriorating rather quickly and now we know the reason why. Monday was a dreadful day while I waited for news on how her operation went, it was the longest 8 hours of my life so far. Went to see her yesterday and she looks well and is able to move her legs which is something she has not really been able to do for several months. They are testing the tumour to see if it is cancerous but they removed it all so that is good news. For those people who could not understand why we decided to give up a "good lifestyle" and a good income, well there really is more to life than that. We are happy in Pembrokeshire, we don't want anything, we need a few things but we are not penniless and can afford the little things that make you smile such as tickets to see Wales v Italy next weekend. More than that though it is being closer to family and after this weekend I am so glad that I am closer to my Mum and Dad. So thought for the blog - don't take your loved ones for granted and give them an extra special hug