Honest confessions

I've missed doing the blog a few times now. Missed in the sense not done it, not pined for it.  It is the time for a little of re-evaluation.
I took a weekend out last week and spent 3 days at a London hotel, Kensington Close Hotel, Ken. High St.  Stefan had gone to Poland to work on the house (stairs and the kitchen) and I needed some space from the parents.
So I had a neighbour check in each day to see they were still breathing and could find the food, and I escaped.
3 days alone, reading, walking, swimming in their pool AND a facial on the last day. Pretty good. I am very grateful I could do that, it was splendid luxury.   Now I am back.
The days are full with things like a new walking regime (hard and exhausting); a new series of 1-1 Polish lessons; taking care of parents as per, and sorting stuff. The house is full of stuff (crap, actually) that needs to be recycled, or thrown. That means daily trips to the Sally Army with books and clothes.
I am not making anything new.
If work comes, then good. But I am feeling ambivalent about it all. To be honest. I do not feel I have the time to invest, the years it could take waiting for it to catch on...... how long? Maybe I will feel differently if somebody actually commissions something, but till then there is too much else to do. Reading for example. Has anybody else out there discovered the wonders of A.C. Grayling?  And all the classics that must be read and read, again.   But I do need to get on my bike and find some shops that will take the paperweights at least SOMEBODY must want to stock them!

Delphine

My education at school was not fantastic. If I had had Latin, learning Polish would be very much easier.... so I am learning the genitive case at this late stage. But it can be done, no biggy.
So I will leave it at that. Maybe next week there will be more about 'work', maybe not. We shall see.