Today is Sunday, 22nd November

It’s early, and we’re both up and dressed. No plans for the day, just unable to get back to sleep.
It’s going to be a chilly day, but we’ve put the ‘smalls’ on as we know we can get those dry indoors. Even if we wanted a tumble drier, we have nowhere to put one.

Breakfast is the same old cereal with apricots. I haven’t bought bananas for a while, and had the last of my grapes yesterday. I treated myself to some raspberries a few weeks ago which looked lovely in the shop, yet after I opened the packet and came to use them the next day, all I had was little ‘bits’ as if the entire lot had disintegrated overnight.

The headlines have been full of people trying to get their Christmas fayre in case the lockdown is extended. I’m glad we’d already bought ours as panic buying in the shops is becoming common place, and to be honest, we’re both tired of it.
Hubby was reading a local council report explaining about the infection rate in the county, and the rise is clearly down to holiday traffic as with schools closed, shutdowns and extended holidays,  people flocked to the seaside resorts.
Houses here are selling like hot cakes. Dog walking friends put theirs on the market and got a buyer within 5 days. People are trying to get out of the cities, either to the country or the coast. When we were looking for a house, Hubby researched the area for crime rates, amenities and facilities. Had we known about the pitz of healthcare here, we would have settled elsewhere.
Prices are rising, and if we were even thinking of selling up there is nowhere we could afford to go, and besides, nowhere is safe. You can’t run from this thing. Hopefully a vaccine will be available soon, but as to when people like us would qualify for vaccination is anyone’s guess. Would it be a free for all queue at the surgeries, or would it be by appointment? One thing’s certain, our surgery is as useful as a chocolate teapot when it comes to any appointment system, and you can’t go inside unless invited……… for an appointment.

You can probably tell from the tone of my post that I’m feeling a little down today.
There was a small light on the horizon in that I’ve maintained my weight this week and still within target, so that has been texted to my SW consultant.

Keep safe everyone and have a good day.

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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13 Responses to Today is Sunday, 22nd November

  1. jenanita01 says:

    Days like these are becoming more frequent, as time goes by with no sign of a reprieve. I have tried telling myself that one day we will laugh about all of this, but somehow I don’t think we will…

  2. quiall says:

    I think we are all feeling a little fragile these days, I know I am. Covid Fatigue.

  3. willowdot21 says:

    Thank you Di, chin up 💜

  4. murisopsis says:

    Sometimes it is the small victories that we have to hold onto. Hope tomorrow is a better day!

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