2017 in a Nutshell

I got divorced. It was a slog. As ever, I did all the work. At the moment I still run the business with the Ex. 

I got a new house. It's a semi on a new estate, amongst dozens of other identical houses. Everything is made of plastic. I don't care - I like it.  It's mine. And I bought the place in France and I am doing it up,  and it feels like a good idea sometimes and a terrifyingly over-ambitious prospect sometimes. 

Thing 1 got a place at one of the best dance colleges in the world, which kind of made the million miles of mum-taxi feel like it might have been worth it. Then she got into drugs and nearly died of a ketamine overdose and is now dropping out or maybe repeating the first year. 

Thing 2 got into drugs, failed her AS levels and dropped out of college. She went to stay with Thing 1 at uni, got drugged and sexually assaulted and was in hospital for 5 days.  Now she goes to college instead and seems to be doing ok for the time being. 

This was a year in which I did not diet into size 10 jeans, learn to tango or publish a poetry collection. However I survived it.