Reflective Rory

It’s amazing how quickly things can move along in life.
One day you’re just spending all your time in your bedroom, and the next thing you know you’re employed and engaged and thinking about living somewhere different.
Sometimes the pace of life just seems to quicken, and suddenly the crashing waves of reality are sweeping you up in their powerful grasp and rushing you headlong into an uncertain future and all you can do is hang on and hope to land safely.
On Friday Philippa and I are meeting a couple called David and Becky, to talk about the possibility of us living in their house for a year while they make lots of money in Hong Kong.
There’s no obligations or expectations, but I am finding the whole thing daunting and unsettling.
I tried to use Hannah as an excuse not to proceed. I said I was worried about dropping her in it as she wouldn’t be able to afford our place on her own, and she might not be happy about leaving the house she was born in. But when we spoke to her about it she said “Go for it. This place is full of horrible memories for both of us, so why stay? Don’t worry about me - a couple of girls on my course are talking about renting together so I might end up joining them. Or maybe I’ll persuade Nathan that we can live together before marriage? Who knows?”
Who, indeed, knows?
I am trying to approach the rest of this week the way I have approached most of the past year - just get on with what I can get on with, and try to make it through with my sanity intact.
It seems to have worked well so far.

RC 21-3-12