What It's All About

Some time ago X and I reached a kind of truce.

It was based on the principle that if everything we do is in the best interests of the children, then there is no room left for argument.  So we don't.  Provided the subjects of Her, and Money, are studiously avoided.

I would like to imagine that this arrangement might work for many estranged parents, although I know it doesn't for those of my friends who made the unfortunate mistake of marrying complete nutters.

So as you've probably realised already, Wydemeet B&B exists primarily to fund the children's school fees. 

These had already been covered once, but got swallowed up in the divorce, so I've had to save up for my half all over again. Bummer. Except that I've found that I like doing the B&B. And just as luckily, the children enjoy their schools.

Never mind that 15 year old Revered Son occasionally can't have a shower because it's all been cleaned and made ready for guests.  And sometimes he has to share his bedroom with his Dad, and not play his music too loud. And/or sleep in the shed. He has discovered, rather to his surprise, that the people who come to stay tend to be particularly nice, and he quite enjoys carrying up bags and making cups of tea and chatting.  Most of the time though, our guests are asleep when he's awake, and awake when he's asleep.

X 'gets it' and does his bit too, without complaint.  A set of guests once commented, "Gee I hear a polar explorer once lived here!"  

I replied "Yes, he's serving your breakfast tomorrow!"

Today has been a bit of a red letter day on the children front, more particularly for Beloved Daughter.

First, we had the hunter trial at the Pony Club.

Beloved Daughter completed a confident fast clear round on my horse, Perfect Panda, and didn't cry once!

Meanwhile my new 'problem horse' Vegas WON!!! Out of a field of 31! Ha ha.  That will show everybody why I paid so much for her.

Later in the afternoon, bolstered by an hour's Disney Channel, BD played Leonard Cohen's 'Hallelujah' on her flute, and hallelujah indeed!  We now have BD's potential music scholarship piece in the bag.  

We're both going to bed very tired and very happy.