How are we coping... are we coping... I don't have it sooo bad... trying to be positive (and sometimes failing)

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The office....
So far we have been in lockdown (which sounds dead dramatic) for eight months... or six weeks or is it seven?  Who knows or cares, time has no meaning. 

Tomorrow is Bank Holiday Friday... FRIDAY what, when has that ever happened?  (if you asked me it is cheap to have switched the BH, we should have been given an extra day to celebrate VE day). 

I realise my little family have not fared so badly.... yes we are frustrated. The idea of my home schooling is ridiculous... the older girl of mine is of top set and I cannot do her homework, the other needs more specialised teaching... I can print a good twinkl worksheet mind... 

Working from home, is tough, as I get asked when lunch is solidly from 10:15. I miss my office workies... I miss talking about what we are having for tea and what they're watching on Netflix.  I miss going OUT to lunch, on my own! 

I miss seeing my friends lovely faces IRL, one of them told me she didn't get on with Zoom social meetings as they made her sad when she closed them down... :-(  

I miss my in-laws and old Pops... WhatsApp videoing him is no joke... I regularly see the inside of his earhole! 

But I am grateful for the small things in life: 

1.  Me lovely doggie Paddy, we have to get out for walkies. All that wonderful fresh air.
2.  No school run action.
3.  I joke about home schooling, but the progresses I see from my lad are wonderful to see first hand. 
4.  I can mostly get out to get the things we need, our local shop is well stocked, ‘cept we can't get any flour... (the homebaking situ is precarious). 
5.  Deliveroo and Just Eat are still open for business, I'm not one to cook on a Saturday... #AsIF
6.  Our road have set up a lovely WhatsApp group, where we share news and help each other out.  A jigsaw exchange has been established between neighbours. 
7.  Me, the kids and the husband do (mostly) get on and spending time together is actually quite lovely. 
8.  The girl is running with me, and my pace has improved 10 fold.... I don't look great with her, one sweaty, red thing, clinging on for breath. 
9.  Ironing has left my life, I've not laundered a work shirt or school uniform for ages. 
10.  I'm spending hardly anything, no coffee's, clothes, swift halves in the Lloyds, lunches, seriously... I spend on Amazon and Tesco, that’s it.
11.  A slower pace of life is okay (for a short period). 
12.  It's okay to have a large wine on a Tuesday at 6pm. 

Zoom meetings are a thing now...

I do realise I'm flippant and that others have it worse, they have real health worry and illness to contend with.  Families I know are financially suffering and isolation and uncertainty leading to real mental health concern.  I'm sharing with a light heart that actually things could be worse (for many of us) and eventually (hopefully, one day) normality will resume. 


xx Emma-Lou 



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