It’s truly awful outside. Even by Yorkshire standards it’s grim. So let’s go back to blue skies. Even today the blue sky is there. Close by. Just need patience until it appears.
So we made it through another school term. A term of school at home.
Is survived the right word….
Last night a thought struck me. Just how few people I have actually physically met and talked to in that term. So apart from Hawklad the list I believe is…..
- The postman and the occasional delivery person,
- The delivery man (same one) who dropped off the washing machine and dryer,
- The cashier at the local store.
- Hawklads nurse counsellor,
- The vet,
- The receptionist at the pharmacy.
That’s it. Since September. Thought I had better pad that out a bit. So let’s add. Dozens of the farmers sheep, cows and the growing numbers of hooligan garden birds. But when you analyse it. These aren’t really meaningful conversations. Just passing exchanges of words.
Last year that kind of isolation would have completely spooked me. It now kind of feels like the norm. How it should be. That’s because IT IS the norm. It’s been like that since March. Will be for at least a good part of 2021.
Those cows and sheep are really going to get bored of me.
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I talk to the birds and the pets more than people. My list is about as short as yours and I’m in a city and run the errands.
We *communicate* with lots of people every day, here in BlogLand. Talking is overrated😉💌💌💌
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We so do. Much more fun. xxx
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I really enjoyed the quarantine and being with my family, but then I realized how it was hurting my already lacking social skills. I keep practicing on my dogs. They don’t even cock their heads to the side anymore as my conversation is so predictable. I guess they can relate to your sheep and cows. Maybe if we can come up with new tones or “good boys!” to get a reaction? But I guess that won’t exactly translate well to the people we meet in the real world 🙂
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I’m like you, need to work at the social skills stuff. I would say it’s working on the sheep but actually that’s just the biscuits. 😀
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Try to talk to the cows 🐄 and sheep 🐑 about things that interest them! Lol
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Biscuits…
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Yup!
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Personally, I enjoy the conversations with animals more, haha.
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They are good. No egos.
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I too only talk to service folks when they drop by and work colleagues via video conferencing
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It kind of just sneaks up on you without thinking.
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True that!
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They’ll probably start talking to you
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They will
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The benefit of cows and sheep is that they remain ever inquisitive.
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Especially with biscuits to hand.
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🙂
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I talk to the birds and the occasion squirrels. It’s strange I know … lol and honestly those cows and sheep will never get bored of you . You alway seem to have something interesting to say.😊
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I so hope so, 😀
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Yes!!😊
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The cows and sheep are probably compiling a memoir called “Herd Immunity… Why do they want to be immune to us?”
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It is weird how you get used to less social contact. I went into our local shipping centre yesterday. Wanted to pick up a few things and I thought I’d venture out. It was a nightmare. It wasn’t even that busy by usual standards but I felt completely overwhelmed by people and anyone coming near me. There felt like no space and I was totally claustrophobic. I didn’t last long and made my way home again. All very uncomfortable. I think ability to function in the ‘social’ world has changed significantly. Xx
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Mine definitely has xxx
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