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The End of The World or a New Beginning?

This could very well be my last ever blog post if the Mayans are correct. I haven’t managed to stockpile supplies for the apocalypse. It’s been difficult enough buying in extra food for Christmas, so if it happens and we somehow survive, we will be living on shortbread, Ferrero Rocher and white wine for the next week until the Co-op re-opens.

Assuming the apocalypse doesn’t go ahead as planned, today is a significant day. It is the winter solstice. I won’t be heading to Stonehenge in a flowing skirt decorated with bells and crystals, but I do think it’s a pretty special time. It’s the shortest day of the year, the slide into darkness is at an end and symbolically, this means an awful lot to me. Today is my last day in my old job and the less said about that, the better.

The solstice represents a rebirth. A renewal of sorts. The period of mourning for my old life, old job, old plans is now drawing to a close. I am buzzing with ideas and my confidence has been slowly rebuilt after being eroded by others over the last year. Life is looking brighter than it has in a long time.

I have been working from home for the last two months and for the last couple of weeks I have not done any housework bar the absolute minimum. Not because I’m a lazy cow (honest), but as a symbol of new beginnings, I am going to clean my house from top to bottom today. No more working from home, the house will once again be reclaimed as a sanctuary. I’m going to fling all the windows and doors open and let fresh air flood in. If it wasn’t raining, I would hang the duvets from the windows like they do in Switzerland, but a good fluffing will have to do.

Today then, marks the start of my new life. If I wake up on Saturday morning and the world is still here, watch out, because I’ve got my sassy pants on…


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