I don’t know what you think but time is flying. How are you coping with being cooped up indoors?
But first haven’t we had some beautiful weather. The sun is shining despite the lovely sunshine and in our back garden out of the sun, bird water dishes have frozen over into thick lumps of ice. A neighbour sent a video to Jane when he was on the beach and the sea had frozen as it lapped onto the sands. We’ve never seen that before so it must be cold!
Apparently the Illuminations are to be extended again, by two months for the second year. The season will begin on Friday September 3rd and will run until Monday January 3rd 2022. Gosh, doesn’t it sound weird to be talking about 2022. I’ve never known time fly like it has done these last two years. And that’s in spite of the virus keeping a lot of us indoors.
Coping with being Cooped up Indoors?
You’d think that after the best part of a year having to stay in we’d all be stir crazy. It is a crying shame that domestic violence and divorces are on the increase. I can fully understand it though, if you’re a bit rocky to start with. Being cooped up indoors you could well start to see all the little faults that you overlooked before. During the lockdown it could all prove too much for some people.
For us, life has been pretty much the same, as we’re used to being together all day. Someone asked once if it had driven us crazy and had we all fallen out on a heap – but the answer was (and still is) no. If anything, it’s been better as there’s been time to slow down and smell the flowers, which we hadn’t been doing.
(Slightly) slower way of life
The pace of our life has always been hectic anyway – that wasn’t missed which made us all relax even more. No deadlines as such, and no dashing in and out of the house every five minutes. We’re not earning any money, because with a lot of businesses closed they’ve naturally stopped advertising. With no help from anyone and no grants, we have to use our savings too. As I’ve said before, thank goodness we haven’t any business debts (or staff) as that must be horrible.
It’s still hectic on the sea front and beach but not as bad as it has been when our town was crowded, especially when it was mild and sunny. Talk about daft, when will some people realise that by ignoring the rules we’ll never get on top of the blooming virus. We all want it to end, but doing just you want to isn’t the way to stop it, is it. I think I’d better get off my soapbox as I’m stating the obvious…
The tidying up fairy
Going back to our house and talking about people not being able to stand being locked up together, and noticing each others ways and habits. If you aren’t made of tough stuff I can see why people get fed up of each other, when you’re cooped up indoors.
My hubby doesn’t seem to understand the concept of moving things when he’s finished with them. This isn’t a new covid-thing though, he’s already broken the record a long time ago for not moving things. For example, each day we find the empty plastic dropper case for his glaucoma eye drops, left on a shelf under his nose in the bathroom. Also, the cardboard toilet roll tubes, which for time immemorial don’t seem to manage to get out of the bathroom on their own. There it was the other day, yet another one for the rubbish fairy to move. That’s me in case you don’t understand.
This fairy is on strike!
We have a fairy in our house for doing lots and lots of things that others can’t be bothered to do. We also have lots of fairies that don’t admit to doing something wrong. But this fairy keeps on threatening to go on strike. So I started by putting the toilet roll holder and eye drop thingy onto his desk. It’s not been mentioned yet, so I expect the other fairy must have come out to play and moved it, silently!
The trouble is, Jane is turning into a replica of her dad, day by day. I keep saying to Kevin that he’s got some pain on before the pair of them have finished.
I’ve often wondered what it must be like to have the knack of being able to switch people off, as I don’t seem to be able to, somehow. Kevin and I are like two peas in a pod, thank goodness, so we balance each other out. Having said that, I wouldn’t be without my mad house and my family, as we prove time and time again how much we care for each other.
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