Michael is setting the challenge today.
This week as we are all under some sort of lockdown, stay at home, shelter in place I invite you to write your thoughts at this time.
What are you doing to stay sane?
What would you like to be doing?
When Coronavirus first raised its head in the media and people began to take notice, we got organised making sure we had enough supplies of the basics just in case.
When things started to get bad, we wore our masks and gloves when shopping, enduring the funny looks and poo-pooing from some of the people we knew.
When people were being told to stay in their homes, we were vigilant, and as we considered ourselves not of the ‘selected groups’, we went about our business with care and caution. We anticipated it would last for a few months, but we kept on top of everything, have not relaxed our guard, and if anything have moved up a couple of gears.
Inside our home, we admit to having more disagreements than we’d ever had in our thirty one years together. Frustrations at not being able to access what we needed, the closure of non-food selling shops and on-line shopping for materials for DIY became angry confrontations with the impossible dream.
The only thing we welcomed was the social distancing, but even that has been kicked into touch with the government’s relaxation of ‘The Rules’. The mandatory wearing of masks in shops and crowded areas is laughable here as practically everyone is ignoring it apart from some of the locals who just happen to be in the same age group as us.
We are fortunate in that we both drive and can get out in the car to shop.
We are lucky that we live at the other end of town away from the amenities for holiday makers, but are avoiding the beach and park due to high numbers of people with no respect for us or anyone else as long as they’re having a good time.
We’ve done a 1000 piece jigsaw, but have been unable to find a frame for it, so it is under the settee and the second one purchased remains in the unopened box.
I have baked and both of us have paid the penalty of extra pounds where we don’t want them.
Hubby has been working in the garden, preparing the ground for a shed he can now afford but cannot purchase because there is no guarantee of stock or dates for delivery.
I have made enough cards to last me over a year, and working on those for Christmas 2021.
We have been playing darts in the hall and my game still sucks. No 180s on the horizon, and I lose more than I win.
We do not have a TV, but I have watched only a few films, though Hubby has been enjoying the old B&Ws on Youtube.
There is only so much you can do, but we tick along and try to stick to our normal routine.
With recent health issues, that has been kicked out of the ballpark, and access to a GP is difficult. Consultations are being done on the phone, routine check ups such as for diabetes or dental care have been shelved, and heaven help you in an emergency. We’ve had all this in recent days and it has taken its toll on us.
Add to the mix that Maggie hasn’t been well either and visits to the vet have been stressful for her as well as us. At least our vet now allows one of us in with her and repeat meds can be done over the phone and sent in the mail.
Are we keeping sane? Were we even ‘sane’ in the first place? We feel threatened by a strange face, and angry at the lackadaisical attitude of so many who should care, but don’t.
What would we like to be doing?
I’d like to be able to go out and buy exactly what I want, when I want and where I want, and not have to wait months for delivery.
I’d like to be able to go into a supermarket without it being like Le Mans and come out without bruised shins or a rising temper.
I’d like to walk on the beach and not be greeted by litter, and rows of fat slimy greasy bodies
rotting bathing in the sun.
I’d like to walk in the park and not have to do a mini slalom avoiding the dog shit visitors can’t be bothered to pick up after their pets.
I’d like to be able to go into the cafe for coffee and cake, just for the hell of getting out of the washing up.
Hubby would like to be working out in his shed having worked so hard to get the base laid.
He’d like to have a shed to work in, but wait 18 weeks (sort of) for delivery?
He’d like to buy the tools he needs to work on his latest project, but they aren’t available.
Is this all down to Coronavirus?
The beach, park and visitors are here anyway as we live in a holiday resort, though I have to admit I didn’t expect the varying ages.
The deterioration in healthcare, shopping facilities and availability, GREED with price hikes, and the frustration at trying to keep ourselves safe are related to the virus though.
We can’t see an end to it, and the rub that more than 50% of the UK population will now be eligible for the flu vaccine this year is hysterically funny from where I’m sitting.
Our surgery ran out last year, so we ended up going to a local chemist for our jabs. If they can’t cater for their existing patients, how are they going to cope with ordering and storing at least another 5000 more, let alone notifying those concerned.
As an aside, we are still waiting for our pneumonia jabs which we should have had last December, but they haven’t had the vaccines in yet (or if they have, we haven’t been notified and the little phials are probably out of date now).