I haven't written much for a long time. It used to be what I did when times got tough, It helped me to order my thoughts. Then it became something I wanted to do for money. As things worked out, as I was retraining for journalism, my wife became pregnant and I realised that we couldn't afford for me to be a journalist. So, from that point on, I pretty much put down my pen, picked up my daughter and haven't been back yet.
As such, this will get better as time goes by. Quick precis; wife and I separated in March, have remained living under the same roof. 2 children, 6 and 11. House on the market since September.
It has been broadly civil. We have remained 'together' in the loosest sense, as I refused to move out when my stbx dropped the bomb in March.
I was made redundant in July; and only recently returned to work. And now, now we have a buyer for our house.
I don't quite know how I feel about all of it to be honest. I want my life to start again, but know exactly how much hard work lies ahead. We have agreed shared custody and the new logistics of that (2.2.3?) (4.3?) (something else?) along with settling into new reduced circumstances is overwhelming at the moment. It will get easier. When it gets easier.
On the balance of things, having a buyer is a positive. A good thing. I wish it didn't feel quite so much like the opposite right now.
If you have read this; well done. I'm not at my most cheerful and have to go in 2 minutes to collect boychild.
Next time, I promise joke. There may even be more than one. Happy trails