It's taken me a long time, but I think I've at last sussed how sometimes family breakdowns can happen.
DD and I are planning a long weekend away with SIL, GC and SIL's adult son. SIL's brother and partner are now coming...all fine.The more the merrier! They are camping, I'm staying with old friends (Dd's godparents)a few miles from campsite.. I'm already sorting Sunday lunch for everyone at a favourite pub, but not only that ...transport.ie. who's taking which car,who are going to volunteer to drive etc,what the GKs will do re days out.... when DD says...gently I must admit..... 'Mum, stop organising. We don't even know what the weather's going to be like.'
Until recently (well ,until DOH died earlier this year) I did organise everything under the delusion that no one else could do it as successfully as me.This afternoon was a light-bulb moment. That's when I said to myself 'It's time to take a back seat my girl, and hand over the responsibility to others'
It's not going to be easy, taking a back seat is alien to me, but I'm really going to give it a go. And who knows, at 72 I might actually be able to relax and enjoy myself!!
Fruit flies - help needed please.
Army horses loose on London streets
Have any of you got all electric cars? Pros and cons please.