Never let it be said that once we start Jane and I don’t shift at a fair old lick. Today we had another estate agent round to value the house, cleaners phoned, painters…. I’ve engaged with the Housing Association of a shared ownership house just round the corner from the boys school and we’ve walked round our present house together and discovered theres nothing we are bothered about arguing over furniture wise.
All quite random stuff… but it means things are happening and moving… and things are going to be okay.
Once living independently from Jane I’ll be able to get more support for having cancer and housing benefit and certainly on the housing register to be able to buy a shared ownership property with Janes help… and if the plans we have today…or tomorrow go tits up we just replan, rejig… its all academic as what’s important as we know what direction we are going in and I feel SO much more positive.
Even though theres much to think about its not stress like the last few months have been… its positive energy- working towards my being snug as a bug in a rug behind my own front door with the boy and the dog.
Last day of post chemo steroids today for number 6 cycle…. so I got Jane to drop me off at Low Locks on her way to take the boy to school and me and the dog had a slow walk in the sunshine along the river bank…. we put a heron up off the weir and met other dogs and one of us chased some ducks… and as long as I take it slow I don’t get too breathless.
Hopefully tomorrow I’ll have a look at a house or two and Meg is coming to visit at the end of the week.
Suddenly it all feels like Spring again.
Cross your fingers for me.