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So it appears to be that stage of life where I am now the effective matriarch of the immediate family.
For most women, this tends to hit a little bit earlier - having partners/children/own households, etc. My trajectory into "true adulthood" (as defined by past generations) has been a little bit odd.
I launched at 18 into my own household. Bought a house with friends. Came back to Sydney at 24. Moved back into the family home around age 28 when my mother left to get married herself.
The thing is, although I was in and out of the household, mum was still "the matriarch" in terms of she was the one setting up the family meetings - dinners at her house, events at holiday times, trying to sort things out.
It might have been different if I'd got married and developed my own household, but I never did, so it never was a concern.
Until this year.
I talked about this in an earlier post about Christmas sorting itself out, and yes, it's been coming for a few years - both as my mum and her siblings got steadily older and Christmas became more disjointed - but also as my stepbrothers married and moved away. I guess until this year I didn't really see the writing on the wall, which is a me-problem.
Anyway, being invited to N's family's Christmas Day is a temporary realignment of the situation, but at some point, it really is going to end up being me doing the organising. Not that my stepfather can't, just....well, the usual guy problem of "family events are for the wimmins to organise" - and it will fall to me and/or my sisters should mum die before he does, even though the persons to organise will be him and the stepbrothers...
Anyway, this morning I have to duck over to the parental house. It was originally going to be for making mum's "Christmas Truffles" but that's not going to be happening because I talked mum out of it, even though she has ingredients for it.
In other news, B1 had surgery yesterday for RSI on her wrist.
She'll be out of it for a number of days. And she was planning to "tidy things up" while she recovered. Those of you familiar with B1 will know...yeah, this is not going to happen. (She actually promised to do this last year, but it didn't happen...and she was physically well at that time, although working.)
For most women, this tends to hit a little bit earlier - having partners/children/own households, etc. My trajectory into "true adulthood" (as defined by past generations) has been a little bit odd.
I launched at 18 into my own household. Bought a house with friends. Came back to Sydney at 24. Moved back into the family home around age 28 when my mother left to get married herself.
The thing is, although I was in and out of the household, mum was still "the matriarch" in terms of she was the one setting up the family meetings - dinners at her house, events at holiday times, trying to sort things out.
It might have been different if I'd got married and developed my own household, but I never did, so it never was a concern.
Until this year.
I talked about this in an earlier post about Christmas sorting itself out, and yes, it's been coming for a few years - both as my mum and her siblings got steadily older and Christmas became more disjointed - but also as my stepbrothers married and moved away. I guess until this year I didn't really see the writing on the wall, which is a me-problem.
Anyway, being invited to N's family's Christmas Day is a temporary realignment of the situation, but at some point, it really is going to end up being me doing the organising. Not that my stepfather can't, just....well, the usual guy problem of "family events are for the wimmins to organise" - and it will fall to me and/or my sisters should mum die before he does, even though the persons to organise will be him and the stepbrothers...
Anyway, this morning I have to duck over to the parental house. It was originally going to be for making mum's "Christmas Truffles" but that's not going to be happening because I talked mum out of it, even though she has ingredients for it.
personal physical stuff
I also have a headache this morning - a 'mostly inside the skull' headache, not a muscular tension around the outside of the head one, and I'm very gassy - been burping a lot. Also a not-quite-runny nose I'm a little worried about having COVID or some kind of RSV; I haven't been very assiduous about masking up on public transport. Anyway, take a RAT COVID test and see.In other news, B1 had surgery yesterday for RSI on her wrist.
surgical stuff
They basically cut the fascia to allow the ligaments and everything to move more freely; it was a fast and swift surgery, but it's still surgery and her body has to recover.She'll be out of it for a number of days. And she was planning to "tidy things up" while she recovered. Those of you familiar with B1 will know...yeah, this is not going to happen. (She actually promised to do this last year, but it didn't happen...and she was physically well at that time, although working.)
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