Gosh…getting into the habit of walking is going to take some serious brain re-training…..some serious slowing down, daily transport planning and generally more…….pacing. Do I have to? I hear myself in whining 8-year old mode. Yes. Because Mummy says so.
I had my very first counselling session last week – and it went remarkably well. I walked up to Blackheath in accordance with my ‘walk more’ programme, went through the doors of the hairdressers and sat down in front of Sarah…who has cut my hair for many of the last 15 years. I’ve just found out that I’m severely dyslexic she said, and I’m worried about reading with my 3 year old son. Ha! I said…. I have many nieces and nephews and I suggest you do the following….you pick up a book he knows well (they like to read them over and over again anyway)…you open the first page and instead of reading, you point, and ask him what’s happening in the picture…and as you turn the pages, you find your son is telling YOU the story! Bedtime done! Great she says…really good idea! Then, since I’m old (tick) and wise (?), she asked me about mortgages…well actually she told me that she’s having trouble getting her husband to apply for additional mortgage funds so they could do an extension on their house…Well, I expounded… most of us marry people who are not like us. We marry people with qualities and skills we feel we don’t have, so…. the partnership has complementary skills (really, really can’t believe I said that with such authority). Chances are, you are asking him to deal with something that’s just not his bag…and is more your bag. A married couple is a team I said – imagine a football team with 11 strikers – just wouldn’t work! …GOSH! she said…you’ve really got something there…. and all this time I’ve been nagging him and nagging him….in fact I should be talking to the mortgage people….he’s really good at other stuff… and I’m good at getting things done. I can talk to the mortgage people, gather all the information, and he can fill out the form. There! I said. You’ve really made me look at things differently she said. Problems solved. This
counselling lark is so easy. Now all I have to do is get paid for my hitherto unrecognised skills.
Or trade them for a haircut.