I realise that this is of no interest to most of you on here, but I like to blog about my life, get it out ‘there’ and see if anyone can give me some input, in anyway.
So, Paul, my partner, went into rehab last friday, for 3 months. I will be perfectly honest with you here, I had NO idea that I was going to miss him, not really, but as soon as he got on the bus to go, I knew that the bottom was dropping out of my world and that I was going to miss him with all my heart. This hasn’t changed. I miss his company, I miss cuddles, I miss his offbeat sense of humour, I miss everything about him. I really love and admire him for what he is doing, because yes, he does like a drink, but he is doing it to prove to Talwyn how much he wants to make this family work and how much he wants to try and put their relationship back on track.
I do believe, in its own quite way, it is working. OK, she is not admitting that she misses him too, out loud. There are signs though that she is, in her own subtle way and I like the way that this is going. Until she hit her teenage years, they were the best of friends. They used to go shopping together, muck around together etc but it is like she suddenly decided that it was too uncool to like him and changed overnight, like the sketch on Harry Enfield Show, Kevin and Perry. I admit that this has taken the heat off me in this hormonal time as we have hardly had a cross word, but the pair of them are at war, in her eyes and there is alot of work to be done to resolve the situation.
I had Talwyn’s report in the post this morning, she is doing very well, which is always pleasing. She is no Stephen Hawking, but she is more than holding her own, doing well in everything apart from PE, which is a big surpirse to me, but that is the least of my worries and aparently comes across as a very polite and well behaved young lady-hmm, wish I saw more of that at home 😉
Pali, my youngest, had a dental appointment this week, nothing unusal there, but her class had a teddy’s bear picnic that day down at one of the local National Trust places, and was one of the most looked forward to events in her school year. Because her appt was at 11, it meant that it was too late in the morning to go to school for the first hour, they didn’t want her, and also, was too late for her to catch the class up at Trelissick Gardens, so I had to go out for a picnic with her after the dentist. This would have been great, apart from the fact her father wanted to come along, as he was giving us a lift to the dentist and it was almost rude not to invite him. Wish I could have been rude, I spent 6 hours of hell with my ex. Not a pleasant experience and not one that I want to repeat any time soon.
Apart from the above it has been a pretty average couple of weeks. The children are all fine, I am lonely, but doing alright and we have had some lovely weather. Oh, annoyed my neighbour a bit last week, didn’t do it on purpose, but we were refilling the pool, actually, let me rewrite that, Talwyn and her friend were refilling the pool, they hadn’t bothered to stretch the bottom out as much as they should have done, you know kids and their ‘I know best’ attitude and before they knew it, the side had collapsed and about a hundredweight of water came over the side of it and went straight into my neighbours garden. They came running in, told me what had happend, just as the phone rang and it was ‘im next door. What was I supposed to do apart from apologise, but I had to laugh when he asked me what I was going to do about it-what did he want? Mental images that immediately came to mind were me out there with a teacup trying to remove the said water or offering to buy him some fish for his new ‘pond’. Not that I can blame him for being annoyed, but really, what are you going to do about it?
Right, will stop boring you now, going to watch Dr Who. Hope this finds you all well and take care
xxx
Boadicea's Chariot 
Oggy Kate – Far from it. I always read your posts, though I do not often have anything sensible to contribute. Just be thankful that in three months time you could have Paul back.
Just imagine waiting for the phone call, “I’m at the airport, come and get me”, but knowing it will never come. Bilby’s been there, as have I, and no doubt others here.
OZ
Keep posting Kate.
“Until she hit her teenage years, they were the best of friends. They used to go shopping together, muck around together etc but it is like she suddenly decided that it was too uncool to like him and changed overnight, like the sketch on Harry Enfield Show, Kevin and Perry. I admit that this has taken the heat off me in this hormonal time as we have hardly had a cross word, but the pair of them are at war, in her eyes and there is alot of work to be done to resolve the situation.”
Now this is interesting Kate, and frankly this is not unusual, even with their natural parents, this is their job at this age. I really would not worry about this, all things being equal, then Paul, if he comes back and takes up the challenge will weather it.
Divide and separate is what teenagers are good at. Ignore it, but don’t ignore her genuine problems with his drinking and his change of attitude to her when he he does.
Hope it works out Kate and I think you must be cautiously optimistic and in this instance, follow your instincts, and your children, in my opinion should come first. Which is where we came in. 🙂
xx