Everytime I try to log in and write something I always seem to get distracted by something else and wonder away before I can actually finish my post.
Maybe it was just that I wasn’t ready to start writing again. Also, I tend to hate airing my dirty laundry and let’s be honest – all relationships have ups and downs. But it’s always how you navigate through them that makes or breaks your relationship anyway. And ours, well, the ship is still sailing. We push each other off every so often. Laughingly push each other’s head under before hauling each other back onto the boat to keep rowing. Nothing much has changed there.
During this whole Covid-19 business we’ve been thankful we have each other at home. He got let go of his job just as this thing hit. I got made redundant in December last year. So at least we aren’t in a worse place. We have a roof over our heads, food in the fridge and even though we don’t have an income per se, we’ve got buffers. Oh, and toilet paper. We have a bucket load of that (thanks Who Gives a Crap! for the easy ordering and 6 monthly delivery of my bog roll!). The only thing that worries me is that I have an elderly mother. Uncles. Family. Who are all variously immune-suppressed or have heart issues, or diabetes and other health issues. The anxiety of not being able to jump in the car for a visit is weighing on me. Video face chats and social distancing just doesn’t help when you want to give your mum, uncle, aunt, cousins a fucking big hug and a sloppy wet kiss on their cheek.
The staying at home bit hasn’t been too bad. We’ve gone for walks. I’ve gone and bought a huge bunch of pot plants. I’m actually spending time in the sunshine gardening and getting stuff ready for winter planting. The cats have been sending me insane. There’s been no time nor inclination for kinky stuff.
Also for the first time ever, I started watching The Walking Dead because… It sort of fits doesn’t it?
There we have it. It seems as if I did have something to say after all.