Well what are you going to do?

After 6 weeks of the summer holiday, 18 months roughly of either homeschooling or my partner being unemployed, I got the flat to myself for the first time, properly, I know when everyone might be back for close to 6 hours.

First off, the morning went well, I was very pleased we managed to get out the door without a panic attack. Anxiety was high, but as my sister said the overwhelming desire to be alone and watch the telly I wanted probably overided the anxiety and she could well be right.

I will never know if I was right in the decision not to send Monkey to summer club one day a week, to give us both a break, I feel it was still right based on not knowing what was going on, the risk factor of covid (living near a large hospital alot of the kids have at least one parent working in it.) But it has been tough having to enterain Monkey for close to 18 hours a day and even now he can entertain himself, get himself breakfast and generally be ok for a few hours, just having someone else in the flat was getting sufficating and putting me on edge, that is going to be something I have to work on for my own sanity and for Monkey’s sake because by the end I was on edge and irritable and snappy.

But I won’t know whether that has been a build up for nearly the last 2 years or just the 6 weeks.

When I spoke to my family, the question I got asked most was what are you going to do. Today I am going to do sweet fuck all. Next week, I may take a look at the last of the lego, maybe. But I am conscious that one of the things I am doing, is putting off really looking for a job, we have decided (I say we, I mean me) that I am not fighting for any more benefits, I am sick of it. The government can stick it up their arse and I will find new ways to taunt them and that is fairly easy to do, because of a side note, one of our MPs (Matt Hancock) is doing the London Marathon and set up a go fund me account for it, people paid £2 just to insult him, money well spent in my opinion.

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2 Responses to Well what are you going to do?

  1. mydangblog says:

    Enjoy the day doing exactly what you want!

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  2. Yes, it’s Trina Day (hours) and she does what she wants to do! Even if it’s stare at the wall, it can feel fantastic!

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