Update From A Semi Locked Down Country #17..!
I've been having these really vivid dreams of late, one of which featured my Mum and our erstwhile cat Blue being alive and getting woken up by them leaves me feeling like a zombie; not of the awake World or the asleep ALL FUCKING DAY.
It's totally not fun but then I realise that I may be processing things in my dreams, as I am not splurging on here (2 posts in the past 2 months isn't great!) and this is a genuine outlet for what is buzzing around my brain.
Today is a great example of what the UK is like - I get that Joe Biden was inaugurated as US President today but 1,820 British people died too - you really wouldn't know.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-55738174
It's just keep your heads down and hope that your Granny isn't one of those that pops it. Or so it feels.
On the plus side, that orange despicable thing is out of the White House and the US is back in the Paris Climate Agreement, so that is a couple of very wonderful occurrences.
We could be moving house in 9 days. NINE DAYS! Or not. It's pretty terrifying and unclear. As there has been a week of silence from all other parties involved in the sales, as presumably they await to find if the survey we have asked for finds if the house we want to buy is tickety boo... or a total deathtrap. All this uncertainty of moving or not, leaves me feeling pretty unsettled, I can't deny.
And at this stage, we could have a second child along at any moment, Toni is 32 weeks and 2 days pregnant. We've had scans over the past couple of days, everything is grand but that's not the worry, the febrile nature of it all (and the ultimate nightmare, giving birth on the same day as moving is probably gnawing at my mind.)
It's three weeks till Superbowl and it looks like it might be the first one in decades that I don't spend with my Dad. I'm balancing out whether the positive social benefits of spending it with him outweigh the risks; especially considering that one of Travis' Nursery teachers got sent home today with Covid.
In good social news, our friend Gareth's Birthday we are doing 'Taskmaster' tasks and he gets to see all our efforts on a video chat - we have to re-create a painting with household objects, write a soporific ballad and create an imaginative moustache!
As a shameless extrovert, I REALLY miss friends and pubs together!
This seems like a good place to leave it for now. I'm about 2 weeks behind on entries as usual, apologies about that! But I do tend to read everything eventually...
It's totally not fun but then I realise that I may be processing things in my dreams, as I am not splurging on here (2 posts in the past 2 months isn't great!) and this is a genuine outlet for what is buzzing around my brain.
Today is a great example of what the UK is like - I get that Joe Biden was inaugurated as US President today but 1,820 British people died too - you really wouldn't know.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-55738174
It's just keep your heads down and hope that your Granny isn't one of those that pops it. Or so it feels.
On the plus side, that orange despicable thing is out of the White House and the US is back in the Paris Climate Agreement, so that is a couple of very wonderful occurrences.
We could be moving house in 9 days. NINE DAYS! Or not. It's pretty terrifying and unclear. As there has been a week of silence from all other parties involved in the sales, as presumably they await to find if the survey we have asked for finds if the house we want to buy is tickety boo... or a total deathtrap. All this uncertainty of moving or not, leaves me feeling pretty unsettled, I can't deny.
And at this stage, we could have a second child along at any moment, Toni is 32 weeks and 2 days pregnant. We've had scans over the past couple of days, everything is grand but that's not the worry, the febrile nature of it all (and the ultimate nightmare, giving birth on the same day as moving is probably gnawing at my mind.)
It's three weeks till Superbowl and it looks like it might be the first one in decades that I don't spend with my Dad. I'm balancing out whether the positive social benefits of spending it with him outweigh the risks; especially considering that one of Travis' Nursery teachers got sent home today with Covid.
In good social news, our friend Gareth's Birthday we are doing 'Taskmaster' tasks and he gets to see all our efforts on a video chat - we have to re-create a painting with household objects, write a soporific ballad and create an imaginative moustache!
As a shameless extrovert, I REALLY miss friends and pubs together!
This seems like a good place to leave it for now. I'm about 2 weeks behind on entries as usual, apologies about that! But I do tend to read everything eventually...