Birthday lunch today with my oldest daughter and youngest son.
My daughter is a powerhouse!
No sooner had I told her that I was struggling to cope with Steve's behaviour than she has organised a solution. She is buying a bungalow in her village, it's in a small group of five clustered together. She made cakes and took them to my prospective neighbours and told them I'm moving in with a small, quiet dog.
She's arranged a work party amongst her friends to clean the bungalow and mow the lawn front and back as the place has been empty for a while.
She has also arranged visits from a decorator and a gardener to quote for any work I want doing.
My youngest son is moving soon and is giving his furniture and white goods to me. This means I will have very little to buy when I move in.
I had decided to manage with the bare minimum as I didn't want to cause any added expense and then expect my daughter to pay for stuff.
She has told her children that I'm moving to.her village and the older ones are clamouring to visit on a regular basis, I'll stock up on juice and snacks.
I could jump for joy, I'm blown away by her kindness.
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