Today my Beloved K is going to work. She has a bit of a commute this morning because she must be inducted in to the ways of her new employer, and they do that at a place other than that which will be her regular workplace. I know she will be good at this job, because she has done it before and been very highly valued wherever she has worked. I also know (it’s easier to tell when you live here) that she doesn’t really want to go. Since leaving her last job when she moved, Beloved K has grown attached to the time she has been able to spend with our children. Having had 5 weeks holidays myself, I have a small insight in to this, but I have been used to the full time work routine for a long time now, and a holiday still seems to me like a holiday rather than a new lifestyle trial.
What I do know is that going back to work does cause Beloved K some pain. No, she is quite physically capable of her work. It is the emotional pain of separation from firstly her children, and secondly the lifestyle she would prefer to have. If this sounds like criticism to you then read it again – it is not the rant of a husband who “doesn’t get it”. Deep down inside I wish I had the power to grant her the lifestyle she craves. Maybe this taps in to some old fashioned desire to be the great provider, I’m not really sure, but I feel this way anyway. I encourage Beloved K to follow dreams, to pick a job or career she could fall in love with (no matter how unreachable it seems) and to pursue them, but instead she has gone back to her previous field of work because she knows we need the money to pay for the things we want – karate and piano lessons, a pool by the end of the year, and holidays to see family, friends and amazing places. I hope she understands that I do understand her sacrifice, and that I want her to be happy above all things. I hope that, one day, she decides her dreams (work or otherwise) are still there, and that I will stand behind her every minute to help her realise them.
In other news, it’s raining……..and raining and raining. A certain monsoon trough mentioned in passing at jweg.wordpress.com is making its presence felt in our part of the world today. Dam levels have already risen from 16 per cent to 36 per cent in the last month, and the talk is all of easing our level 6 water restrictions. I reckon they should leave them in place for a while yet, but that probably won’t be up to me. Anyway, levels are expected to pass 40 per cent this week. Lovely!