I have been re-reading a lot my blog posts lately, and I’ve come to realise that somehow I have lost sight of the initial point of the blog – probably because I was getting something else out of it. I had decided to write the blog to try and gain support for a crowd funder venture so that I could afford to have a work hiatus and retrain in front end web development. So I perhaps I should tell you why I wanted to do this.
Well hello and welcome to another edition of the life and times of Pappa Carr. It has been a long few days, after a lovely holiday the return to the arduous commute and the less than satisfactory job it leads to have already taken its toll. The plus side, though, is that Lizzy Face and I have started our daddy daughter Fridays again, so we filled ours with spiders, Sainsburys and sensory play.
I’m a fairly tolerant person – not really of people, most people get on my nerves. So do cities, customer service tends to get me riled as does the price of public transport and actually I’m not a huge fan of the weather either. Come to think of it, I’m actually quite an angry irritable guy at times but when it comes to peoples beliefs I’m open to anything. So long as what you do does not cause any injury to anyone else believe away, Philosophically speaking I sit in a sphere of belief that there must be something more than what we know, but a strong conviction that any religion, organised or not doesn’t hold the answer. Anyone who claims to definitely ‘know’ any of the answers to the big questions is, in my opinion, almost certainly wrong- but if it makes them feel better about their earthly struggle then hey dude, fill your fucking boots. After living with a teething baby however, I feel reasonably justified in suggesting that any design theorist is full of utter twaddle.
I was recently asked in a blog comment about the decisions we will make regarding Lizzy Face’s diet, with particular reference to the battle between the veggie Fergotron and the carnivorous Pappa Carr. Uncharacteristically for us, there has so far been very little debate as to how to handle this...so far.
I have struggled for something to write about over the last week, and that alongside some coding practice has meant I’ve not updated the blog at all which is a shame as there seemed to be some momentum building. While searching for inspiration, and after exhausting many potential post titles that just felt like writing for the sake of writing I realised that the inspiration was right there in front of me – The Lizzy Face! So I thought I would write about some of my favourite Lizzyisms.
I have just written a long post about Lizzy Faces' first week at nursery, but I didn't like it. I was only half way through it but it was long and boring enough at that. I think I'm not ready to get into all that yet, it's been a long and confusing week. For everyone. Instead why don't I tell you about my first day as Stay At Home Pappa Carr?
So far I have found writing this blog a useful exercise. It’s an age old therapy technique, write a letter to someone telling them how you feel but don’t send it – the idea being I think, that you marshal your thoughts and follow things through to understand what is really going on in your mind. It’s also an outlet for frustration, without having to inflict pain or worry on anyone else, in which there is an undeniable freedom. Blogging is very similar, until people you know start to read your blog.
It has been a long week. I have an infected blister on the end of my tongue so I am in constant pain, although Lizzy Face is sleeping better I am still not – as if my brain has now been conditioned to waking up and does so with stimulus or without. Work has been busy, stressful and the 24 hour fight The Fergotron and I had did nothing to help. But there is good news – for the foreseeable future my weeks will never be as long as this one is, as this is my last working Friday; as of next week my Fridays will be much more challenging.... I am on my own with Lizzy.....
As you know, over the weekend I went to the wedding of my very good friends hereafter known as Team Johnstings. It was a truly wonderful affair, not only being able to get together with some close friends and relax but also seeing two people who really demonstrated to me the reason why people get married – something which until then I hadn’t really understood.
I wasn’t planning on writing another post this week, as tomorrow is Friday and Fergotron and I are both going to different weddings over the weekend so I thought I would wait and have something to talk about on Monday. Then it occurred to me, ten days from today we will go through a huge change in our household, affecting the whole team and I haven't even mentioned it...