It seems ages since I last posted – and so much has happened in that time. My whole world has been up ended, squeezed, crushed into something new. And so now we begin again, and not without trepidation. I can only hope we’re out of the woods and onto a clear(ish) path. However, there is so much that is still undecided.
For starters, Sophie and Jay are still apart. I am confident they will put their marriage back together, but will it be soon enough for Sophie? She is being torn apart by this separation. It’s hard to say how Jason is coping as he is keeping a low profile at the present.
On a positive note, despite all the turbulence that has been surrounding our lives in the past few months I seem to have reached a plateau healthwise and at least if my symptoms have not improved they certainly have become no worse.
With the move to the new house finally done and dusted Sophie and I have almost finished unpacking the mountain of boxes. Only a small amount of books have had to be rehomed – always a sad day. Happily all the animals have settled into their new home really well. I was particularly concerned about Tubby hiking back to his old stomping ground in Berriew as it certainly is within walking distance for a determined cat. However he seems to become a bit of a stay-at-home since the move. Weather permitting he still disappears about 10 pm (returning for breakfast of course) and on clearing out a shed for the new chickens I discovered his new larder for rabbit parts that are currently surplus to his requirements, but all in all he has become quite civilized.
Throughout all of this mayhem the one thing I am sure of is, regardless of this mysterious malaise that has been plaguing me, I am not ready to give up my horses just yet – or the rest of my haphazard lifestyle. While I concede that things I took for granted are becoming increasingly more difficult I am just going to have to find new ways to get everyday jobs done. Also, with our income further reduced, no doubt there will be budgetary measures that need to be addressed. So after all these years of harping on about, and playing at, self-sufficiency it really will be time to put my money (or lack of) where my mouth is.