Just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse…
It has been a year none of us could have predicted when we blithely went about our way in January and February. If I’d known then what I know now, I’d have take a holiday abroad, stockpiled loo roll and bought shares in zoom.
It has also been a year when I’ve counted my blessings. My work life carried on as normal, and at home I spent bonus time with my sons and husband that I wouldn’t otherwise have had. Which isn’t to say they didn’t drive me mad on occasions. I was used to having the house to myself during the day. For most of this year I’ve also had 3 males stomping round it.
Things I’ve learnt:
- Four people spending all day at home equals a much higher grocery bill
- Ditto energy bill
- When you’ve been stuck in your house for months on end, a three day break in Wales is the pinnacle of excitement (no disrespect to Wales, which was beautiful)
- Desperate times call for desperate measures – my son spent his 21st birthday visiting Chester zoo with his parents (in our defence, he has always enjoyed zoos)
- Watching people go to clubs/parties on television now looks weird
Spending so much time in it has also given me a new appreciation for my home, my village and the area I live in. Never have I walked so much, but with views like these on my doorstep, it’s actually been a pleasure.
We even caught sight of a Christmas tree on our walk this week.
And with that masterful link (!) all that remains is for me to wish you all a very happy Christmas, whatever your bubble. I’m planning plenty of bubbles in my glass, and several toasts to dear family members I won’t be with this Christmas, though thanks to the powers of the internet I will be seeing them, so no excuse to lounge about in the pj’s!
Here’s to 2021 – good things are round the corner.