The Accidental Trad Wife
Redundancy, reflection and rebellion
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‘Came out Swinging’ from the Wonder Years has become my anthem. The song I play when I need to slap myself out of whatever lethargy I’m falling into. New years eve of 2024, me and my husband spent the evening in, eating takeaway and chatting on the couch, he set it up so that the…
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Today started like all days. Wake up, open emails, check for new vacancies. I have alerts set up to numerous job sites, for numerous job titles. So when an algorithm says my CV meets the requirements of a role, I get an email notification of the job. Recently I’ve had ‘Head teacher’, ‘Roofer’ and ‘Dubai…
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I just wrote a blog that I hated. Seven hundred and fifty words of self absorbed blithering about what purpose is and why I may be lacking it. You’re not missing anything. In essence, people need purpose, people lack realisation of their purpose and I threw in some classic millennial references about what purpose is…
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‘Another day another rejection’, I WhatsApp’d my husband. He came through from his home office set up in the spare room, to talk to me. I was horizontal on the balcony listening to the audiobook of Lord of the Rings. I’m quite enjoying the story, I have never felt the urge to read, listen to,…
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It’s my 39th birthday. I’m lying on the terrace of our flat sunbathing and drinking a Sauvignon blanc. It’s French, not New Zealand, but my mind might be changing as it’s delightful, and a beautiful gift from my in-laws. I think I last blogged about 7 months ago. I wanted to write again, but what…
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It’s the final day How has this come around so quickly? I have lots of thoughts, feelings and learnings to share. But I’ll leave that to a final round up post tomorrow, maybe Tuesday. Today, I’ll finally introduce you to my nameless husband. We sat down on the sofa and I interviewed him on his…
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“Oh my god, I’ve not written my blog!” It’s 10:30 on the penultimate day, and bar a couple of migraines I’d so nearly managed this challenge. I nearly wrote every day for six weeks. Rather than writing something today, I’m going to cuddle with my husband, drink Sauvignon and watch The Office. I’m happy with…
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Routine (again) Awake, kiss at the door, Monster, Duolingo. This sounds much like yesterday. Clean kitchen, clean bathroom, put a load of washing on. This also sounds much like yesterday. I don’t mind the routine at all, I may go as far as to say I like it. I definitely prefer it to my old routine:…
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I wasn’t bored Wake up, can of Monster, Duolingo. Clean the kitchen, clean the bathroom, put on a load of washing. Dusting, hoovering, take down the recycling. Hang up the washing, start cooking, watch an hour of a crime documentary. I don’t think I need to write more than that. It’s my routine, you’ve probably…
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The world is talking to me Today is my first day officially unemployed, and I think the world is trying to tell me something. I sat in bed chatting to my husband, and our family group WhatsApp was pinging in the background about my brother’s well deserved new job. I’m really proud of him, getting…
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