Lockdown #3 Diary – Week Seven – February Half Term!
Lockdown fatigue is a thing apparently and as we’ve come to the end of the seventh week of this latest lockdown I think we’ve well and truly reached the end when it comes to lockdown tolerance. I know it’s necessary and I also know that we are, in general, luckier than most and yet still this all feels very grim now. I am craving some normal levels in my life like seeing family and being able to drive to the beach. I don’t want to go to a party or live it up in the pub but I do want my family to be able to spend time together. We have all reached a point now where the detriment distributed by this isolation is starting to feel like it outweighs the risk. We have this lovely new baby who should be meeting the family who love her and for the family they miss out on that too.
I’m ready for schools to re-open and let’s just hope they start at that and that alone for a while so that we can see how drastically affecting that is to the numbers on its own otherwise, opening everything together, it will be a bit like trying to find out what you’re allergic to while still consuming all the things.
I had looked forward to half term and Jo home school but while the daily arguments about maths and English are horrendous, at least we had a purpose. Half term has been an empty void of not knowing what to do but with hours stretched open to us. It’s been shitty. I am a do-er, a be-er, a person who loves to be out and about and in fact my children usually have Gram’s sympathies as they don’t get down time while we hop to London, day trip, see friends and stay out as long as possible but I think we all know in the future no one will want that down time ever again.
We need people and places and purpose. This is no life. It has to be but it is no living, it’s existing and we all deserve more than that now. Next month marks a year. We have to find ways now because I can’t do another school holiday without even the ability to take a car journey 15 miles to a deserted beach. Here’s hoping.
I didn’t take many pictures this week. There’s seemed little to record and that’s not like me, I think that’s as bad as it gets as I am a bright and positively light kind of person but for it to have even got me down and that speaks volumes!