Monday, 30 January 2023

Celebrating our success or just showing off?

If something is wrong people rally round with sympathy, offers of help, gossip, 'there for the grace of...' support, fund raising,  a sad face on social media or maybe an empathetic comment.

I've observed on social media that people have no issue sharing negative things online and in person. 

When I was growing up, no one talked about negatives, shared news about job loss, marriage breakdowns, depression, miscarriage, etc. It was kept on the quiet, within the family and when news did break, by word of mouth, there was always a positive spin put on it.

'Keeping up with the Joneses' was common. Almost gloating and boasting about new cars, holidays, designer clothing, inflated success in work and of children in school.

Nowadays, there seems to be less success shared, either by word of mouth or online. Boasting and showing off these days is seen negatively, we think about who might be upset by our success, because they'll often tell us that it upsets them. There are people who still try to 'keep up with the Joneses'  but are maxed out on credit cards and loans to pay for it all, to keep up with social media posts, to make sure their children don't miss out on experiencing everything they see online.

I hear a lot of negative comments and read posts about how people feel crap when they see other people's social media posts. Social media posts that are written in controversial ways, click bait for likes, comments to incite a response from as many people as possible. posts that are undeclared sponsored posts, published ahead of Christmas, where it's often obvious that they've been paid to take photos and publish an event for payment or gifted items and experiences. Having done a couple of these posts myself, it's a lot of work and time and whilst the experience or gift may have cost 100's of pounds, the work expected in exchange and the joy that is taken away with the stress of obtaining photos and ensuring the family looks like they are fully engaged and having fun in the cold or the rain, are just snapshots, carefully staged of a moment in time. These posts don't mention any negative aspects such as the queuing times, the additional costs of food/drinks, the car parking costs or the sheer volume of people there and having to wait with kids for 30 mins to get a 'clean' shot of the lavender fields, the pumpkin patch or the take in the background of a relatively small event.

People can often look at these posts and will openly say they fail a failure because they can't afford an event like that and as a parent they are letting their kids down. But I've never seen a single post that says 'if you don't visit here, buy this, do that, then you are a failure'. It's just how it is perceived by the reader, usually enforced by others saying the same thing. Forgetting that there are more people who don't do something, than do.

I've worked 3 jobs, including evenings in a chip shop, weekends in a bar and nights in a care home to pay the bills, been a single mum, gone without things for myself. I've worked hard to get to the point where I am now. My husband has worked hard to pay the mortgage, we've paid school fees and had foreign holidays from furthering our education (student loan) by working 2 jobs, often with Peter away most of the week. We've made sacrifices along the way, such as living abroad to improve our finances, not seeing family and friends.

We've taken risks along the way, but they've paid off and now I choose to work for something to do, because I want to and I enjoy my job. We're celebrating our success, it's not our intention to show off, to make anyone else feel like a failure, we know we're fortunate, there have been many times, life could've gone the other way for us and it nearly did a couple of time. Call it luck if you will.

Do you celebrate your success or is it dampened by those around you? Do you think people are just showing off? How does hearing about other peoples success make you feel?

Week 4 2023 Project 365 and One Daily Positive

A very tiring week, as in I've been really tired. I can sleep 9 hours plus a night and find it a struggle to get out of bed. Blood tests still not back, so no idea of it's related to my iron levels or not.

22 Sunday A walk to the retail park with Bob and Peter for a coffee. Home to sort out the rubbish in the old shed for Peter to take to the skip. Lounge rearranged, Peter cooked dinner, we watched TV, bath, more TV and bed.

After a foggy day yesterday, this mornings sunrise.


Day 23 Monday Got a lift home from work and evening spent putting everything back in the glass cabinets. Had fish fingers and hash browns for tea and evening spent watching TV.


Day 24 Tuesday Work, blood test, back to work and home. Evening spent sorting through more stuff in the attic rooms for donation and skip.


Never a dull moment with pets. cat snook into his bed, he was not happy.



Day 25 Wednesday Home from work and evening spent at the local youth club as a volunteer with Girls well-being session.



Day 26 Thursday Peter dropped Bob with me after work. Peter went off to do the food shop and Bob and I walked home.


Throw back Thursday, nearly 31 years ago.



Day 27 Friday After work I read my book until my friend came for our chips and wine evening.



Day 28 Saturday Off to the Forest of Dean to watch Thing 1 play football, we took the dog and our Grandchild with us, back to Mum's who then came home for us to stay for the week, after hearing about the death of my aunt and another aunt being ill in hospital. Peter dropped me off about 45 mins from home for me and the dog to get a walk in.


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Friday, 27 January 2023

Post Comment Love #PoCoLo 27th-29th January 2023

Great to see so many people joining in last week with Stephanie from Lifeat139a and I.

I've been pondering this month about what Life is about and in particular what my purpose is these days since the kids left home, 9 years ago and with our expat adventures firmly at an end, Hubby retired and me working 30 hours a week as a Teaching Assistant, no stress in our lives, no financial worries and reasonable health (except for bloody migraines) I've decided my role in life, aged 51, is that of an observer and I've linked up this week with a post just about that.

Do you think about the what next or do you just live in the moment?

Post Comment Love #PoCoLo is a friendly weekly linky where you can link up any blog post you've written this week and all we ask is that you leave a comment on either mine or Stephanie's post which you linked up through and at least one other post.

We'd also love it if you could RT us on Twitter when we tag you to help us reach a wider audience.

I'll be catching up with reading your posts from last week and this, sharing and commenting over the weekend.

PoCoLo

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Monday, 23 January 2023

My life as an observer.

Wife and mum to 5 and grandmother of 2. 51 years old and working part time as a Teaching Assistant in a local secondary school.

No stress, no financial worries, just living and enjoying life to the full.

Occasionally I find it difficult to fill my spare time, which starts at 3pm in the week and is all day, everyday on weekends and school holidays.

I walk the dog, watch TV, read and enjoy doing some crafts. Unfortunately I find mixing things up a bit difficult. I'm usually focusing on just one activity and do it to excess, until I get bored. For example I've read 9 books this month and not had a full weekend at home. I do my share of the house work and cooking, but as Peter's retired he tends to do a lot during the day and he loves cooking with a passion.

The kids, now all adults have their own lives, homes and families. Their transition into adult hood occurred whilst we lived abroad, with them leaving home at 18/19 after school, whilst they will ask for advice about changing jobs, buying a home, raising their own children, we are now onlookers, rather than taking an active role.

That's OK with us, we raised our children to be independent, we encouraged them to spread their wings, to travel, explore and live abroad.

It has me thinking about what my purpose is in life now? Not in a negative way, but in a way that has meaning. I remember my father complaining that no one listened to his advice anymore, whilst he knew how to do things, such as buying a house and DIY, his advice was often not relevant in the world I grew up into or the world his grandchildren were now living in. The same applies for us. We had free university, although I opted to attend in later life and have a student debt. We got work by approaching employers directly, presenting them with our CV on paper. We could work our way up the ladder, rather than outsiders being employed over us. Our salaries afforded us a mortgage without fear of not being able to pay the bills and afford a few extras, we've benefited now in later life from no mortgage, final salary pensions and investments that are actually worth far more than we've put in. Our experience of  doing things like this is not relevant to our children, although we can assist financially, we can operate both online and offline, something our children would probably struggle with.

We've travelled extensively, live abroad, been tenants and landlords, bought and sold properties. Hired cars, booked flights, applied for visas and dealt with all of it without guidance and support.

But now we live back in England, own a cat and a dog, drive a sensible car, with a dream of owning a camper van. We have several trips booked to visit our children, as far as Australia, I enjoy my job and I'm good at it, as are the other TA's I work with. I can be easily replaced if I chose to leave. The adult children don't need us, which is good, but we're still part of their lives (apart from the youngest, but that's a different story, not to be told online) 

So I'm here to observe, relax and enjoy and I'm sure I'll put my two penn'th worth in from time to time.

What's your role in life now? Are you an observer?

Week Three 2023 One Daily Positive and Project 365

The car is home.  It's a Citroen Berlingo and it's been in a Citroen garage for 10 weeks and they couldn't repair it. As a good will gesture they've offered to pay 70% of the bill. For now I'm taking that but I'll be making a complaint. The car is a 2019 model and was a show room car with only 1000 miles on the clock when I bought it in May 2021. The fault is with ad blue, whilst there has been a product recall in the past with ad blue, it seems that this 'new' issue isn't causing too many people too many problems, until it does I suspect there won't be a recall. The ad blue isn't a Citroen part and similar faults are reported with other makes and models also.

15 Sunday Whole day spent in bed mostly asleep. No reading, no TV, I turned down a coffee and at 5pm I requested tea and toast which was a struggle to eat. Peter came up to bed at 8pm and I stayed awake for 2 hours to watch Vera. Back and stomach in agony, but didn't feel sick, just dizzy on standing and very tired. 

I took a covid test as I work with a vulnerable student.


16 Monday Having slept through solidly from 10pm to 7am, I had a leisurely morning, a bath, I managed to drink, got my lunch ready for work and had prearranged  blood test at 9.30am. On arriving in work I felt dizzy, tired and faint, so came home after 2 lessons. Spent the rest of the day in bed, I did manage to have some dinner. I watched TV, did some blogging and had a few naps. The nurse on taking my bloods commented for the second time that the haematologist who I'm seeing on Friday also has Leukaemia. I don't have leukaemia but my bone marrow and blood results are pointing in that direction so I'm being monitored, however the blood tests are for my Iron deficiency anaemia.

No idea why the room was bathed in a pink light.


17 Tuesday Still not feeling right but back into work. Peter got the call to say the car was ready, so we picked it up after work. Evening spent in front of the TV.

The River Severn in flood.


18 Wednesday Quiet day in work. Peter brought Bob to meet me, he went home in the car and Bob and I walked into town on one of our biscuit walks and coffee. After dinner I sorted some birthday gifts out, had a bath and watched TV.

I love finding new things on my walks.


19 Thursday Home from work and took Bob out on a biscuit walk, had dinner, a bath, my hair wave tubes arrived and I tried them out, they look good. Watched TV and early bed.

Latest attempt at curling my hair.


20 Friday Work and home via the pharmacy to collect a prescription. Telephone consultation with the haematologist, he said GP surgery didn't request the ferritin tests so a waste of time and he's referred me to the blood clinic for further tests. Evening spent with friend with chips and wine (coke for me) Consultant phoned again at 7pm to say my CRP level should be between 1-5 but was 'bloody' high at 131 and I'm to get another test done soon. It could explain why I was ill Sunday and Monday.

FaceTime with grandson.


21 Saturday Up early and into Worcester as I fancied a walk round, coffee and lunch out. I took Bob for a biscuit walk in the afternoon and evening in front of the TV.

The mist didn't lift all day.


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