Running round the small garden for what seems like the millionth time and desperately trying to find an excuse to stop for a few seconds. Thankfully a yellow rose is a suitable excuse for a photo pit stop.
I’m sat writing this during another brief day pit stop. Son is having a wander round the garden, dreaming and working on what we do next this Sunday afternoon. It will be a short pit stop. Maybe 30 minutes at most. It’s an odd busy feeling….
My mind wanders back to pre Aspergers, pre parenting life. Early commutes, days filled with meetings, projects, accounts and people management. The working week punctuated by the occasional long train journey to London. Trying to get the works laptop to link to the train WIFI, so many unread emails to look at. I would return home and think – wow that was busy. Then the world changed three times. Parenting, Aspergers and then bereavement. One overriding thought comes to mind. What was I doing with that career life. Busy maybe, happy not, fulfilled – most definitely NOT. The first two events forced both our careers to alter. Suddenly the careers had to start fitting around our Son. One of us had always to be there for him. Definitely feeling busier. Then with a flick of a switch, two parents became one. The career was untenable and that was it. A new part time job and a full time single parent role.
Now the world has changed again. A social distancing fuelled change.
So I’m sat here watching son dream and I’m waffling on with these words….. Thinking about
- A backlog of washing and domestic tasks,
- Getting my head round this weeks school at home project,
- Laying the groundwork for a switch to full on homeschooling,
- Preparing the next appeal document to try and source the additional help our son needs,
- Arranging calls and sending emails to teachers. Trying to make schooling work for son,
- A garden which looks like an Amazonian Rainforest,
- Looking at other work from home options as the current ideal role is potentially not outlasting the pandemic fuelled government incompetence,
- Reading online DIY guides, preparing for the next home servicing and repair task,
- What to cook for lunch and tea,
- Scouring the online food supply options. Trying to figure out what we really need. Then trying to somehow book a home delivery for what is available,
- Picking up the courage to get out the sewing kit and repair those pesky trouser knee holes,
- Looking at the home finances spreadsheet AGAIN. I must be missing something,
- Thinking about what things we can line up to fill the half term week off with fun and happiness. All without going through the front gate.
So the meetings, the commutes and professional career have gone. Yes I am at home. Yes my paid work is part time normally but has currently ceased completely. It may not seem like I am busy. But sat here, looking out the window, I have never felt so busy. Busy definitely YES, Fulfilled most definitely YES.
Now I am called back into action. Take care everyone. WE will do this.