Life Today is a bit of a concern. OK, maybe that's not strictly speaking true because, we all know there are a thousand things to be grateful for, a million reasons why we should take up religion and give thanks to. But I don't because, frankly, I prefer to concentrate on the dark. It's that old bad news thing. We all want to hear about the car crash. No one wants to hear about the millions of cars that don't crash. That said...
One of the reasons I'm trying to kick start this (again) is - and I mmean this in the nicest possible way - to counter Gill's history. It frightens me to death that, when it's alll said and done, Gilll's version of our life willl be the one that survives. It's enough having her as the dominant personality in the house, it would just be too much to have the chiildren and their children believing her every word. Not that it's not valid, he says. It's just that it's not as valid as my word. Her viewpoint relating to the kids is so often so different from mine. That'll come across I think. I hope.
Today started with the usual: a rough head after drinking (thinks: I must stop drinking. Tomorrow) and all the rabbits are out. I'd kinda like to let the rabbits run free and see what happens. We all thought that letting them stay out overnight was a recipe (sorry) for disaster, but it turned out to be the making of them. Well, i think it's time to take it to the next level. Workwise... I spent the morning doing what I do best: not what I should be doing, It's all useful stuff and it needs to be done, but it's not my life's work. How many people spend their days doing their life''s work? Don't know, but this much I do know.
My Twenties were a time of playing and pushing the boat. Anything was possible, anything could happen.
My Thirties were a time of settling down. Getting the mad ideas out of the way, finding the family, settling down.
My Forties were a time of stagnation. Nice things happened, good things, things that I've enjoyed and been proud of. But, overall, stagnation.
My Fifties - and I promise you this - will be better. Can't be worse.
