To my lovely, loyal readers: I apologise for the time it’s taken me to get back into the blogging groove. Life, as they say, has got (or gotten if you’ve taken on the American affliction) in the way. In fact, since the New Year, our house refurbishment has taken on epic nightmare proportions. By this, I’m talking living – and trying to work – among at least 5 builders in the house at all times 6-7 days a week, daily dust, grime, walls being knocked down, bathrooms out of action, no central heating, hormonal teens having to share rooms, flu which knocked me sideways for almost two weeks and …drum roll…no roof in the middle of winter.
Plus 4 weeks of me and the kids living in a rented flat while Stressed Husband and our dippy dog shivered together in the uninhabitable ‘family home’. And to think, to ease my worries about moving home – for the 4th time in 6 years – Stressed Husband sold the new house to me as needing ‘a bit of decorating’. How naive was I? Honestly, for the past few months, life well and truly did get up close and personal, face to face and block me from living my days as I used to know them – totally.
Adding to the stress from the house from hell, my lovely, loony 36kg Labrador tore his cruciate ligament over Christmas, and after a £4,600 op (what!? But our insurance only covers up to £4,000 per condition….cue compassionate eyes and ‘sorry not sorry’ shrug of shoulders from vet). So our darling, expensive, Troy has been housebound for almost 12 weeks. Given all of this palaver, I think you might be able to imagine – I hope – just how out of kilter life has been of late. Blogging, exercising, tweeting, working, socialising and at times – breathing – has been hard to do.
And now? Spring has sprang – yay! My doggy is on the mend and we are able to resume gentle daily walks in the park or down the river – double yay – and the kids each have their own room – triple yay! But…there is still the downstairs of the house to go – an extension meaning no kitchen – dinner will be food from a microwave or the local chippy for weeks on end…no money for anything but building work…BUT…we have a roof, hot water, heating (ironic now the weather’s improving) AND, miraculously, Stressed Husband and I are not divorced! 🙂
This mad, bad and dangerous first quarter of 2015 has really made me stop and think about what is important and what we take for granted…like, erm, a roof. And after having had life as I once knew it, stripped away and replaced by a domestic horror story, I now realise how much I loved my ‘normal’ life, so in a way, I guess this turmoil has been a kind of blessing. Although not one I would ever, ever want to repeat again…taking note, Stressed Husband?
And, on a more positive note, I’m going to be making a few changes to the content and style of Glowology over the coming weeks to take on board a new transition that seems to have come over me during my recent experiences, along with the changes that occur, I guess naturally, to most women as we mature. Not saying beauty and glamour isn’t going to be focussing big time on the blog – it is still what makes me happy – even though I haven’t had much time to get dolled up of late! But I intend to bring in more family life and feelings and to talk about other exciting writing projects afoot So…watch this space. It’s great to be back!