On one of our balmy evenings recently, whilst outside enjoying an evening meal in the garden and I must also add following a couple of large glasses of wine, I decided that I would put the world to rights.
It all took shape in my mind by looking at things from the perspective of an alternative universe.
"What if it was just a normal thing to have a three day week end" I said to my husband and son, "or even better, just a three and a half day workiing week", I was getting enthusiastic for this idea.
They both looked at me - "Nah, it wouldn't be feasible" said my husband, always a pessimist I think. However I continued with my plan.
"For if we shared work across the week, then there would be more job opportunities," my enthusiasm gathering. "Less people out of work and more challenging roles for all those poor disillusioned graduates who are leaving university with nothing to do." My husband muttered something about it being a very nice concept but - I knew he was about to interrupt my flow with boring things like economic necessity so I carried on very quickly.
"Yes but, with all the extra time that we had off, we could do all the things that we only ever dreamed of, develop and create more work or find self employment opportunities". Boy I thought, why am I not the PM.
"Yes Dad, like you could restore vintage motor bikes", I love my son he's a real chip off the. "And Mum could write books couldn't you Mum?" Like I said - off the old block. "The likelihood is though Mum," my son continued with a serious expression on his face, "is that most people would be forced to look for two jobs instead of one to make ends meet."
"Exactly so" my husband said in that tone of voice which simulataneously means 'told you so'.
"Nice try though" my son said giving me a pitying smile - my consolation prize.
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