It has been a little tense at Casa de Geek this past weekend, a number of factors has caused emotions to be a little frayed. It began when we sent our car off to have it’s annual inspection and the results came back fairly terminal. Rather than spending more money than it was worth on trying to make it roadworthy we decided to get rid of the vehicular money pit.
Added to this was the visit of Nana G from New York, not that she was a cause of any badness because she wasn’t but because it is a reminder to Mrs G of what she left behind in America to come and live here with me.
It was also half term so we got to spend extra time with The Feliciraptor but now we are both back at work it means less time with the ball of personality. All in all it has felt a little glum. Looking back though these ‘bad times’ are nowhere near being the ‘worst times’.
All I have to do is look at an old (and I mean old) blog post of Mrs G’s (But No Cigar) to see how far we have come.
I thought when we got engaged that I would have everything–a job I loved in a home city that was a part of me, and newly, a man I loved who I was going to start a life with. – Mrs G
Coventry is many things (Concrete and Coventry, or we Built This City) but it is not New York, and I feel sad that I haven’t been able to live somewhere with a zip code. Then I look out the house we have, and the memories it provides, and wonder if we imagine a life of playing in Central Park and eating out every night that wouldn’t exist. When we visit the States we talk about living there, but within a few days of arriving home we are discussing getting a new toaster.
I miss my friends, and I miss my job. I worked for a stint at a British school, and part of the reason it didn’t go so well was because it wasn’t the job I had loved for so long. I’m only just now starting to branch out and make friends, a year and a half after arriving here. – Mrs G
Her friends are still around, just because she doesn’t see them for a year doesn’t mean they don’t care about her or will drop her. I think we’ve both come to realise that real friendship is not measured via a timecard, if the numbers of hours spent in another’s company had any bearing then all my BFF’s would be at work. So you miss a birthday or event, does that negate all the rest? Is friendship really about keeping score?
Also we have both changed jobs since she wrote her post, and while I’m still undecided if I have improved my lot in life I know that Mrs G has. In one sense what it needed was a rebound school to get over the one she had previously taught at.
I think–even though this isn’t the ideal I set out for myself, it’s still a pretty great life. And while I may miss home, that doesn’t mean I regret going for this life. So maybe it’s time to grab a little courage and give my final dream a try. Carpe diem…carpe horas. – Mrs G
Here is the crux of it, the situation we are in may not be of our making or our choosing but we can own it. Our car broke, but we are in a situation to be able to buy a new one. Nana G may have gone home, but that only means she was able to visit in the first place. The Feliciraptor is going back to nursery, but five years ago neither of us expected to be having children.
It is little use to think how bad life is, or how worse it can get. Of course it can, I’ve been there thinking that I’m on the downward spiral and so has Mrs G, but it is mostly because we have been crouching down and getting ready to jump even higher.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Companionable.”
Head to one of your favorite blogs. Write a companion piece to their penultimate post.