Today is the real first day of my new life – the day I accept I won’t be going back to work in London, despite wanting to.
Today I was contacted about the perfect job for me. It’s working with food *tick* and in a health & wellbeing environment *tick* I was recommended and it’s a role I’ve always wanted to do. The pinnacle of what I was doing prior to having babies.
But the words “Based in London” stopped me, dead.
It’s the job of my dreams & one I would go for in a heartbeat, but having made the decision to change our lives a few years ago, I don’t think I’m brave enough to ask my family to do that again.
The reality is my line of work is mainly London based and despite the great commuter links from Oxfordshire (one of the reasons we chose to move here) my commute would be at least an hour each way, not taking into account any early starts, late night networking or trains & tubes delays. I’d be leaving home an hour before school and returning after bedtime most days, just like Dadtired.
They’ll be no swimming on Wednesday, Mademoiselle will be out of the gym squad & Little Mister’s Monday football will be cancelled. Homework will be crammed into the weekend, playdates will stop and the early starts and late pickups will start.
The media world is 24/7, coupled with my geographical location have I just been deluding myself until today?
I’ve been hanging out for a job like this & now it’s come along I don’t think I can take it. I’m not that twenty something that didn’t have responsibilities; I’m a 40 something with two very big responsibilities.
Today is the realisation that this really is my new country life. That I’ll be continuing working from home with contracts that pay less but offer huge family benefits.
Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m in a very fortunate position to work from home, I think it’s just starting to dawn on me that this is my long term.
I think I’ve been hoodwinking myself that the freelance work is temporary & I’ll be ready to pounce and get back into a London based job now that Little Mister is at school. Today’s my realisation day.
I’ve had to look in the mirror and really inspect what’s reflected back. I’m a mum with two beautiful, talented, big haired children who love life and want to experience everything it throws at them.
I'm Tracey, nice to meet you. Mummyshire was 'born' three years ago after we moved from London to the Oxford countryside. Here I chart our journey adjusting to our new lives, the challenges of being in the countryside & surviving parenthood.