So having ruminated on the fact that there seems little purpose in my world at the moment, things spin on a dime again! Long discussions with my Son yesterday (unheard of for a 13 year old) reveal a hidden history of struggling with school and indeed life in general.
I am furious that an ex wife feels no need to communicate such matters to me but more importantly I have spent yet more time considering that the pub will give an opportunity for my Son to live with me which I think can only be better for him. The thing is with having this debate with yourself is that there is indeed only you involved in the debate so you can’t actually move it forward.
So faced with the frustration and difficulty of dealing with people I had an early night, got bitten senseless by my resident mosquito and then came to work early. The positive thing about work? I feel in some sort of control here and this is aluminium and copper, I understand it, I can control it and I know how to fix it.