Oversharing...

This is how I feel at the moment.  I decided to share about another job interview OH has on the horizon in a post last week and since then I've been haunted by the possibility that it wasn't the right thing to do.

It feels like every time I open my mouth and share about potential good news and exciting opportunities that are happening, they immediately fizzle out and dry up.  Which I know is totally illogical and they were most likely not going to go anywhere anyway and me saying it out loud has no effect whatsoever.  Probably.

Now I'm chasing my tail wondering whether it was the right thing to do to broadcast OH's interview this week.  This is job opportunity number 3 for a local job and I know that every time he doesn't get it, it's a knock to his motivation to keep looking for something else.

It's also hard not to start down the road of imagining what our lives would be like 'if'.  'If' OH gets this job then it will mean x, y and z for our futures.  'If' OH gets this job then it would mean I wouldn't be on my own with the kids most of the time, I would be able to have help in a morning getting them ready, I would be able to eat breakfast with my OH (which has never happened), it would be confirmation that staying where we are was the right thing to do when we could have upped sticks and moved months ago etc etc - it's so easy to wander down that road and begin to get excited about the potential this job has for us as a family.

Not to mention the fact that it would be a life changing job for my OH.  He is currently working in a terrible environment, with people who have little to no care or regard for his wellbeing and I have watched his positivity spiral downwards for the best part of 18 months.  I want it to stop!

So...to all the people who read my previous post and who have read this.  Keep it quiet, ok?  Because we really need this interview to go well!!

Sunday Afternoon Fun: Playing at the beach

We visited our in-laws over the weekend and decided to go down to Crosby beach to get some fresh air and exercise.  There's something about the sea air that just wears you out, I think, and we were hoping to tire out two bouncy dogs and two over active children!!

I'm not sure whether my mother in law came to regret it, with Eli wandering wherever he fancied and Meg giving up walking every now and then to demand some ice cream, it took us over an hour and a half!

We didn't do any 'beach' things like making sand castles, we simply walked down to the water's edge to do a bit of splashing.  Eli, however, attempted a bit more than that and sat down fully clothed in the water getting soaked. Typical boy!

Alfie particularly enjoyed the water and Meg made a little shell picture in the sand and, I think, brought some pretty shells home in her coat pocket although I have yet to discover their whereabouts.

It was lovely weather for it, really clear blue sky and although a bit windy (which didn't help my migraine in the slightest), the sun was incredibly warm which made it almost feel like it could be the middle of May...

Crosby Beach has some cast iron figures facing out to sea, spread over a 2 mile stretch of the beach.  Meg had great fun hiding behind one with her Nana discussing the various anatomical features he had!

Then we walked back up to the top, discovering in the process a new adaptation on reins: take one well behaved dog and one unruly toddler. Convinced unruly toddler that they are being a "big boy" by holding onto the lead and walking the well behaved dog. Hey presto! Eli walked all the way up the beach without stopping (walking is a slight understatement, he was pretty much pulled along!)

Once back at the top we enjoyed some well earned ice creams.

And Daddy spent a bit of time being silly!

A simple trip out in the lovely afternoon sun.