I have been down in the south of the country staying with the in-laws for a few days. Lovely people they are, good looking, large bank accounts, beautiful large home, perfect children. The garden is big enough for a very, very decent survival garden, the koi carp in the pond would provide several very decent meals and the woodburner is flat topped not a stove built for cooking but a decent sized flat area that could be utilised as such.
This wonderful place is on the outskirts of a small town, set back off the road with a high spiked hedge at the front and nasty plants and trees on the other three sides, it’s a detached property standing on a full half acre. A fantastic place to live at any time and a very nice location and set up for when the rest of the country finally falls.
There is only one problem. They do not believe in the possibility that their world could come tumbling down around them. Like many high earners in seemingly secure jobs they think they are safe, and will continue to be safe on an on-going basis.
After one to many comment regarding me getting a “proper” job rather than just studying for a degree, raising my child and working ad hoc when the hospitals require me I finally told them about this blog, and mentioned that some major players, and some not so major players in the alternate media had published some of my work. “but you don’t make money from it so what’s the point? ” was the answer from most of them. The rest kept quiet and smiled, embarrassed at having someone in the family who could hold such views.
“actually your wrong there” I announced knowing how foolish I was going to sound when mentioned Adsense and that I had actually made enough to buy a six pint container of milk that week. The sister-in-law nodded, a sickly smile on her face. “riggghhhtttt” she said quietly.
“so it’s more of a vocation than a job” added brother in law. It wasn’t a question, more of a statement of fact. Everyone else sat quietly looking at the pedigree cat, pedigree dogs and pedigree children. At this point one of pedigree children demanded a glass of milk. Sister in law walked to her beautiful kitchen and opened the fridge. ” mommy will ask daddy to go to the shop in a minute darling, would you like apple juice instead?” turning to brother in law she said she would write a list as they needed a few basics, just bread, milk, breakfast cereal and some blueberries would be nice.
My 7 year old looked horrified. ” we NEVER run out of anything” she said quietly. “mommy makes sure of it. What if you had an emergency and couldn’t get to the shops?” the adults giggled nervously. “We couldn’t get to the shops when it snowed last year (it was actually the year before) and when mommy fell down the stairs and couldn’t drive we couldn’t go out for ages but it was okay” (it was four days but it seems it felt like ages) she went on to tell them about us making the bread when we were snowed in and getting long life milk from the back of the cupboard. “there’s always something at the back of the cupboard” she added finally. (This proves my point that kids talk, she has no reason to know about the food storage I have all over the house, telling her there is stuff in the back of the cupboard suffices.)
The conversation started up again when the kids were in bed. They were curious in an odd, eccentric relative is visiting kind of way. I answered their questions honestly and with no exaggeration and with as few of my personal views as possible. I was told ” It’s a very interesting theory but not something I could buy into” by the sister in law. This was followed by ” who would like a nice cup of tea?”
On the whole I think they feel I am a little mad, a touch insane for the views that I hold. The rest of my time was spent smiling at very sarcastic remarks, which they regarded as mildly teasing rather than insulting, such as ” you need to check your site, you may have earned enough to buy a couple of slices of bread by now” and ” how long is it going to take you to earn enough to buy a box of cereal?” my favourite comment was that they buy all the kids Christmas presents from Amazon but they wouldn’t do so via the site as it is just “encouraging me to carry on when I should be out looking for a ‘proper’ job”
What have I learned from this?
Leave them to it.
Admitting you are doing something like blogging, trying to pass on information to others will earn you ridicule and for all time you will be looked at as the family nut job. They have no idea of the pride I have in these pages, no it will not put money in the bank, no it will not alter my current status in life, but each time I post an article that may help someone somewhere to help themselves or their family when it hits the fan I smile and feel I have achieved something they cannot, and will not ever understand.