Now I am feeling depressed. Not clinically depressed of course. Just back to the negative feelings about younger daughter (recap, age 25, had good job, has given it up to slave in a ski chalet for 65 euros a week, no holiday and one day off a week for five months).
At first we got no emails at all - a sure sign that EITHER
a) she was having a fantastic time or
b) they had been put to work as soon as they arrived and were working flat out from Sunday morning onwards.
It turned out to be (b).
Hubby and I read her ghastly descriptions when they were finally emailed, and told each other "She'll soon get this out of her system, no worries, after five months of this she'll be glad to go back to a professional job".
Today's email reported that she was getting the "boring accountant" out of her system, and was confident that she was well on the way to become a "fun" person.
I am sad. Is this what I gave my all for, over 20 years of education, paid for, no debts, endless support, endless comfort and taxi service, home cooking, etc etc etc?
It appears that her sole ambition is to be a "fun" person and to have "fun".
I can honestly say from the bottom of my heart that never in all my 59 years has it ever been my ambition to have fun.
I wanted to do good in the world, to contribute something, to be part of a team doing something worthwhile, to communicate, to be intellectually stimulated. Not altogether! In roughly that sequence.
It's still my ambition, even after being humiliatingly dismissed earlier this year from my main job, to contribute something to the household budget, to be as near as possible financially independent, to keep myself fit and intellectually occupied, and to waste no time watching daytime television.
So it was with some sadness that I read her words. I still haven't decided how much to tell her dad, who is even more serious than me, who has slogged even harder than me, and longer, to give her the privileged start in life she so carelessly dismisses.
Will she grow out of this?