Meaningful May: Environment
This weekend could have been better; I was meant to be on a stag do right now; that isn't happening now, because of the stag having now married and moved across the world.
I was also meant to be going into London for church today for the first time in over 14 months. I was having a few train-related anxiety dreams last night - in the one I remember, I was on a train - it was full up almost to rush hour type levels, and I noticed that nobody (including me) was wearing a mask; it was like I'd stopped bothering.
We went through a station that was packed out, and I was glad it wasn't stopping there, in a slightly sadistic manner towards the people waiting there perhaps. They seemed to be all dressed like they belonged 100 years ago.
I got up early today, and headed to the station to get the train, only to find the one I was aiming for was cancelled, but there was a slower one five minutes later. Based on advice from Mum that it wouldn't be too bad, I walked into the station, only for things to get worse.
A group of obnoxious men were getting quite stroppy about cancellations; I checked my app, and found that now the slow train was cancelled. This was a little too much for me, and with no trains from my station for at least an hour, I cut my losses and went home.
I'm gutted about having to cancel my plans, and am having the day at home instead - I'll chat to others on zoom while joining the virtual service.
I've been trying to think about how I can help the environment - mostly it will be by continuing to do what I always do, like recycling (I did mine when I got home from the aborted London trip); I suppose I should take a look at that poster I'm designing again.
Saving water is useful, too - I know I'm guilty of overusing it myself, overfilling the kettle, and occasionally throwing out water from my coffee maker because I think it's too old. I've seen others wasting it worse than me, too, but have always bitten my tongue to not say anything.
This article is sadly true; just walking down the street sometimes is testament to that, with the amount of discarded/dropped masks I see. I did at least see a woman pick hers up yesterday after it fell on the ground, though I hope she washed it.
Hopefully I'm not turning into an eco-nazi at the moment; I've had people like that criticise me in the past, for little things, that I wanted to punch them over; I thought I'd end this post with a cute video to cheer you up.
I was also meant to be going into London for church today for the first time in over 14 months. I was having a few train-related anxiety dreams last night - in the one I remember, I was on a train - it was full up almost to rush hour type levels, and I noticed that nobody (including me) was wearing a mask; it was like I'd stopped bothering.
We went through a station that was packed out, and I was glad it wasn't stopping there, in a slightly sadistic manner towards the people waiting there perhaps. They seemed to be all dressed like they belonged 100 years ago.
I got up early today, and headed to the station to get the train, only to find the one I was aiming for was cancelled, but there was a slower one five minutes later. Based on advice from Mum that it wouldn't be too bad, I walked into the station, only for things to get worse.
A group of obnoxious men were getting quite stroppy about cancellations; I checked my app, and found that now the slow train was cancelled. This was a little too much for me, and with no trains from my station for at least an hour, I cut my losses and went home.
I'm gutted about having to cancel my plans, and am having the day at home instead - I'll chat to others on zoom while joining the virtual service.
I've been trying to think about how I can help the environment - mostly it will be by continuing to do what I always do, like recycling (I did mine when I got home from the aborted London trip); I suppose I should take a look at that poster I'm designing again.
Saving water is useful, too - I know I'm guilty of overusing it myself, overfilling the kettle, and occasionally throwing out water from my coffee maker because I think it's too old. I've seen others wasting it worse than me, too, but have always bitten my tongue to not say anything.
This article is sadly true; just walking down the street sometimes is testament to that, with the amount of discarded/dropped masks I see. I did at least see a woman pick hers up yesterday after it fell on the ground, though I hope she washed it.
Hopefully I'm not turning into an eco-nazi at the moment; I've had people like that criticise me in the past, for little things, that I wanted to punch them over; I thought I'd end this post with a cute video to cheer you up.