About a month ago, I turned 41. Normally, my birthday passes with little fuss, but this year I made a big deal out of it, by making it the first day of my new working life. It was the day I became a half-time freelance writer, half-time work from home employee. Actually, I decided to give myself the day off, and took the kids to the zoo instead (oh, the joys of being able to go to the zoo on a quiet Monday!).
This reorganization of my work was only the first step in my family’s master plan to rearrange our life. Step 2 was leaving Oxford (after 11 great years) and moving down to the Kentish coast to be near the sea, one set of grandparents, and one set of great grand-parents. We already have a buyer lined up for our house in Oxford, and that sale is progressing. It should hopefully complete early next month. Our plan is then to temporarily move in with my in-laws while we work on getting a new house of our own in Kent. It will be a bit of squeeze, especially with all of our stuff, but it is wonderful that we have that option.
In truth, I’m sure it will all be a bit of a pain, but if you want to change your life for the better, you often have to experience a bit of discomfort in the short term.
I’ll let you know how it all goes.