The warmer weekend continued. I applied for a part time maternity cover for a drama teacher - mindful that I still didn't know what the outcome was and aware I could pull out if offered an interview and it wasn't viable. And I can happily tell you I have an interview for it next week. I spent time in my garden and loved it, pottering about, mainly tidying and then sat on a dry chair reading a reply to last week's email and feeling loved and seen. I did this while listening to Eva Cassidy and contemplating the poignancy of what February and March mean to me and the importance of spring. I discovered half a tub of green fence stain and set about applying it to the tired looking fences in our garden. Of course I needed more and of course the tub I'd found was no longer produced, so I went for the one that had the same name and although not an exact match it did the trick. The garden continues to look more and more loved and full with the promise of colour and newness eeking through. And yesterday I even sat in the sun with a cup of tea enjoying the spoils of mine and M's work.
Choir on Monday was fab, I just can lose myself in the collective celebration of our voices and our choir mistress finds such optimistic tunes and lyrics. All about making the most of life, living for the joy etc.
I've been able to spend more time with my lovely girls because they had an INSET day and, once more, the majority of their teachers are on strike. I'm all for unions (couldn't not be could I) but they are part of NEU, a union that was once called NUT and I left it because I felt very strongly that they are more about winning than caring. This strike seems to me to be one that can't be won to any real satisfaction. Luckily for the girls they are kind of doing revision lessons rather than brand new learning and A can rehearse and paint even without being in school. We also did some cat MOT jabs this week. A and I went to see a theatre piece together - it was aimed at primary students but it's part of the dance charity she now works for. The piece was about celebrating the difference ADHD has and the reaction of the little ones was truly heartwarming.
I was grateful for the messages of thought and support throughout this week - one I assumed would mean I could get some real sense of what my future is going to be. And after a day of getting really very anxious I got the news. A 'deal' has been done. I'm waiting on my official termination date and information about when I can go and get my stuff. Seems unreal that it's over and I get to move on. Time to assess and heal.
That night A and I went out to a gig - lovely J has got us tickets in the VIP section. I'd never been to the Electric Ballroom before and loved it. We had such a fun night, live music by a band I didn't know. Heller. Really fun female band with energy, bounce and joy.
I spent more of the week finishing the fence and I think it looks really good and more and more if growing with a bit more colour each time. Oh and we moved the bird feeder and the range of birds is increasing - with the squirrels.
This morning I've woken up at my home - having been to a gig last night in N that was held in honour of D and to raise money for his son. I was so very please to have Sharon with me. It wasn't as hard as the one I sang at, in fact it was nice in many ways, we didn't stay until the end and drove through very thick fog to get back to my mum, Hillman and a glass of wine before bed.
I'm still waiting on official paperwork but I very much hope that my next email will confirm that I am totally free of that drawn out emotional rollercoaster.
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