Where have I been?

Blogging has been hard this week. Actually - life has been hard this week; blogging has been something that hasn’t even entered my mind.
Things have been okay, it’s just been an incredibly busy few days and I’ve barely been able to keep up with events as they unfolded.
David and Becky have confirmed they’re taking the six extra months in Hong Kong, so they’ve asked us to stay in the house until November.. I’m pleased as it saves us moving but Philippa is worried it has put us ‘off-schedule’ and might see the new house-sitting agency refuse to take us on. She’s wrong, I assure you, but I’m the man and she’s the woman so anything I say and think is inherently wrong, even if it’s factually correct. 
We’ve had to cancel our holiday but that’s fine by me. Five days in a shitty caravan in Clacton wasn’t filling me with excitement anyway, and we hadn’t even sent them a deposit so we don’t end up out of pocket. I’m going to go ahead and book us two weeks abroad in December now before Philippa comes home and has a chance to talk me out of it…
Work has been stressful, boring and frustrating. I can’t wait to hand my notice in, but the teacher idea doesn’t feel right. I’ve re-read everything and the more I read and the more I think about it, the more I realise it’s not really for me. I know supermarket management isn’t really for me either, but at least if I stay here there’s no risk of my apathy ruining any childrens’ futures.
Sophie and Tamara are thirty minutes drive away but we hardly seem to see them. They’re both working different shift patterns so they only have a few spare hours a week, which they’re trying to spend together. I guess I understand, but from a selfish point of view I’d like to see them a bit more now they’re in the same County. We’ll get there eventually, I’m sure. 
And I think that’s you updated…..

RC 12-3-13