The end (of the columns) is near. Itâ€™s Christmas soon. The days are short, itâ€™s getting colder and the booze is flowing, like any pre Christmas period really. Life is busy and life is good. If I look back a year or two, life has changed for the better. The last two Christmas I was without a job but never without an opportunity. Those moments of change, when you make decisions, thatâ€™s when your life is formed. Thatâ€™s when you become who you were set out to be, consciously or unconsciously.
Today is column 520. Actually it is more like 512 as I missed a few counts a couple of years back. Never mind. It doesnâ€™t matter. I am glad though that I numbered them, rather than having had to count them now and then. 10 years is a long time, but more about that next week.
This week, as a bit of a summary, was almost the pre Xmas rush already. A lot of folk are off next week, so I anticipate this being a quieter week. I got plans, from 2019 planning to recapping, to organising, to tidying. The usual year end stuff you never finish as you are busy with so many other things that come in ad hoc.
I managed to fit in a trip to Stafford this week. One of our offices in the North, and I love a good trip to the North. It reminded me when I was going to York almost weekly for 2 years working for an agency up there. The early morning starts, the cold air, the hot coffee, then the endless train journey with the beautiful view. I love the English country side and I love those trips. I would miss them; same as Scotland, where we booked our summer holidays. It sounds awful but with Brexit, I do not know what our decision has to be, clearly there is no decision on Brexit before Christmas.
Opinions vary from â€˜Brexit with or without a dealâ€™ will lead to a recession and then we will get out of it stronger….to â€˜Brexit will be a mess and within 10 years we vote to be back in the European Unionâ€™. It all sums up for me that no one really knows, and more importantly, this is a mess and no one wants it really. No point of worrying about it, what meant to be meant to be. It was my mantra for a couple of years and I continue to believe in it. Itâ€™s the moment of decisions your destiny is formed.
As I stare out the train window early in the morning, the sun is just coming up over the trees, my mind drifts for a moment. I am thankful and grateful for what I have and what I have achieved. I love and adore my two little men who are growing up so quickly. I enjoy living where I am. I enjoy my job and the people I work with. There is not much I am asking for, yet the uncertainty of the country is making me think. Letâ€™s hope thatâ€™s over soon, and we can concentrate on the important things in life, like the NHS, education for our children and life in general.
The winter is getting to me, donâ€™t you think 😉
Have a great week.