31st, Last day of March

Hello and a hearty good day to you all! I can’t say morning as I missed it.
I got up at 8.45 having managed to get back to sleep after Maggie got me up at 6.
It’s getting harder to get out of bed in the mornings, basically because we can’t go anywhere and boredom is setting in.

Years ago when I had my first panic attack in the street, it was five weeks before I felt confident to leave the house, and Mum and I went for a bus ride. She held my hand all the way to the bus stop as I was shaking like a leaf but determined to do it. We walked along the cliff top at Bournemouth before catching another bus to come home, and she never let me go. It was exhausting, but we did it, and I was back at work the following week.
It’s different now. Choice and fear have been replaced by necessity not of my doing and I’m not very good with that.

It’s another beautiful sunny day, even if it is cold, and normally we would be out with the dog either on the beach or in the park. Trying to find a suitable time to walk her without meeting up with everyone else with the same idea is very much a guessing game.
Hubby had terrible pain in his legs this morning and at 5.40 was walking on his own in the park. He met up with an elderly lady we befriended shortly after we arrived here who was walking her dog as she does early every day, rain or shine. He said they kept their social distance but it was nice to be able to chat to someone without having to have eyes in the back of your head, your elbows and your backside. She’s doing OK in all this and her dog was looking everywhere for Maggie.
The walk helped a little, but he has made an appointment to have his INR checked at the surgery before his first home visit as all this inactivity is not good for him.

We both took Maggie for a walk this morning just after 9 having discovered on Sunday that 10.30 am was busy, as was 10 am yesterday.
Dog walkers came at us from all directions, some ending up walking in the road, some changing direction, others crossing over, and we were practically kissing the fence. Everyone was chatty and obliging, no animosity, tuts, or grievances as we’re all just getting on with it and doing what we must. Sadly there are still some inconsiderate assholes in the supermarkets trying to crowd you, queue jump, or refusing to queue altogether.
I walked her on my own before lunch and met up with one walker, so it looks like the best times will have to be before 8 in the morning and early afternoon. Evenings aren’t too bad.

So what have I been up to today that’s made me late accessing my blog?
Cards. Not Christmas cards yet, just a few and some finishing touches to a couple already made for birthdays coming up in April.
Here are today’s efforts. No favourite today.
As always, keep safe and well everyone.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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12 Responses to 31st, Last day of March

  1. fransiweinstein says:

    The cards are really lovely Di. Hope your hubby gets some relief from the pain in his legs soon.

  2. murisopsis says:

    I bet the dogs are suffering from the social distancing as much or more than their owners!

    • I think they are you know. There is a lady here who had the most beautiful sable and white German Shepherd. She loves fuss and often trots up to our gate. We saw her today and she stood forlornly on the pavement looking down our drive. Hubby saw them and went out to fuss the dog so the owner dropped the lead and the dog was in heaven! There are other little dogs that love fuss and I can’t do it.

  3. Sadje says:

    Lovely cards Di.

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