Well I say 'welcome 2011', slightly fearfully. 2010 presented us as a family with quite a few challenges, some of which were overcome, some of which are carrying forward to this new year. So with hand on heart I am really hoping that this will be a better year all round. I am alternately scared and hopeful, tinged with touches of real hope that this will be a year of change which will enable us to go forward instead of round in circles, or at times quite dramatically, backwards.
I start a new part time job on Tuesday and again, I am looking forward to it, but I'm scared stiff at the same time. I feel I have been out of the 'proper' job market for a some time, and am also conscious of my increasing age....
Himself left his job the week before Xmas - I wont go into the details right now, but if he had'nt left, I honestly think the job would have killed him. And much as we need the money, I do quite like the silly old fart alive and kicking :-)
So with some trepedation but also a periodic feeling of hope, I welcome 2011 into the Little Terraced House and hope and pray we can move forward instead of backwards, can pay our way and maybe make some dent into the debt that is strangling us and Himself can start to feel better and find a job where he is happy and content near to home, instead of always being somewhere else in the country.
I hope that 2011 will be everything that you want it to be too, where ever you are.
Babs xx
