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Well hello all. So sorry I haven't been on in a long while and I know from your kind comments some of you have been waiting to hear what ever happened to us!
Well we settled into life here in Spain and me being Irish started networking asap! The gift of the gab it's called or the curse of too much conversation I call it! I met many people and one I came accross was a well know estate agent who summised that with all my experience he should have something I could do!??
Well, 2 weeks later I was his new holiday lettings department!!! I had landed on my feet a job with a contract and salaried, no commission but in the economic climate of the day wow!! A salary!!! We moved from my dad's house to a lovely 2 bedroomed apartment in Punta Prima, again another lucky find beachside for €350 per month!!!!
It was at this point I began to realise that all our luck was changing. Could the book I had been given at Christmas by my daughter really be working? The book was "The Secret" by Rhonda Byrne. I decided whatever it was we deserved it and I went along with it!! The other half got work through me as our handyman/cleaner for our holiday lets as usual we made a great team.
Grateful as I was for the job I wanted to work for ourselves again as we had in Ireland. This kept playing on my mind as I checked in and checked out a sucession of holiday makers into various apartments.
Life was good, very good. We were making a good living settling in nicely even learning some Spanish: "Lo siento no hablo muy bien Espanol", mostly impressive eh??? ok maybe not :-) and as you can see I can't spell in Spanish any better than I can in English!
We decided we would wait until my daughter came over to join us during the summer to all get lessons together as a family. This decision was soon revised to "ah sure let her have the summer off she has been through so much we will all go in September" the deadline is now looming!!! But I do now know that coche is car, leche is milk and that if you truly try, the Spanish will help you all they can!! The dream has turned into a reality, we're loving it here!!!
We worked away happy as Larry (Larry is a lucky guy hes always so happy!) We were as smug as a cat with creamy whiskers when we logged onto Facebook to tell all our friends back in Ireland and the UK that it was another glorious day in the land of the palm trees. We sat in little Spanish cafes in little Spanish towns on Sundays eating ice cream and just walking for hours.
My daughter came over with her boyfriend. My family almost complete again except for my 21yr old son back in Dublin working his way through college but sure hes a man now.
We found our regular spots to go out, made friends with many bands and through them met more friends. I have met a wonderful woman who is one of my best friends; we were truly welcomed and truly blessed we had found our home!
Still something kept niggling at me, I wanted my own business again but with no money how would it ever happen??? I remembered the book my daughter had given me and I came on the forum and read all the wonderful comments for the first time of all the people cheering me on (a huge thank you to you all btw!!)
I knew I could find a way. We had come here with virtually nothing and look where we were!!! I had come to Spain in an economic crises, got a contracted job, a gorgeous beachside apartment and the old loser cruiser, the lovely Lucy, was still running!!!!
I could do this I resolved!! Jesus, I had done the maddest thing ever by just packing up and going. I knew I could do this and I knew what I was going to do!!!