Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Brave new world

I was up until 3am this morning having what I think is termed a life changing conversation with my husband. No, we are not divorcing, but he is walking out on his job of the last six years and that seems to be almost as traumatic. To cut a long story short he's fed up to the back teeth of his daily grind, I am finding it hard to work with four kids, so we've decided to combine forces and try to find a way to create that elusive life work balance.

I am in equal parts terrified and elated. We are both poorly fitted to 9-5 jobs, being far too interested in spending time with our children rather than locked on the tube or in a traffic jam. Sadly no one was cut out to be the breadwinner, but that essential bread still needs to be won. The idea is that by splitting our time between family and work we can do both more justice, and if that pans out I will be the happiest girl in town, of course the 3am chat was more about what happens if Plan A goes tits up and we end up trying out cardboard boxes for six.

Trouble is that sometimes in life you have to take a risk to have a hope of getting what you want in life, yet I hate any hint of change, even if ultimately it might be for the better. I am a yellow-bellied coward and my glass is forever half empty, yet I don't want to constantly pour the cold water from said glass all over my husband's plans and enthusiasm as he will need all of his get up and go to kick start a brand new career.

I guess I will just have to put my strong and supportive head on and hope like hell that it all works out and I will look back on this particular life choice as one of the few that made sense. Wish me luck, I fear I may need it.


  1. Good luck ;-)

    P.S. My God, I'm tired...

  2. Good luck to both of you....I'm sure you'll find a way to make it work. x

  3. Fantastic. I'm convinced you will never regret it. I don't... I'm happier than I've ever been. Poorer, but happier.

  4. You'll need the luck, but you'll get it. They say you never regret the things that you have done, only the things that you didn't. Scary scary stuff, but you'll always regret not trying it if you don't. (speaking from the people living in Bosnia as it was the only way we could afford to both do what we wanted!)

  5. Thanks for your kind comments, much appreciated during my epic wobble.

  6. Reading this your blog I felt a tremendous sence of dela vu... My husband and I, plus our 13 month son have recently reached the same conclusion. He has worked for his family business for 15 years and was due to take it over. I have a successful job in marketing, so will also be leaving that behind. Many are saying that we are throwing our lives away, but if you don't do it now you will never know and may always ask yourself 'what if'.
    So good luck, I'll be following your blog.