Day One Hundred and Forty Nine - Too Hot to Think Straight

...... But I'll do my best! Hot, sticky night when I didn't sleep very well at all. I can't blame it on dogs, open windows or anything but the humidity. At one point I thought sod the walk I'll have a lay in and try and catch up on some of the sleep. But I couldn't. So I up I got and off I went. Managed the steps, picked a handful of blackberries. There are less there now. And other people have been picking too. But I can't complain. I've had a veritable feast this last couple of weeks.

A most pleasant, unexpected and unforecasted rain shower had me wondering whether I should go scuttling up to the health food store as I'm down to my last bag of cereal. In the end I decided against it. A little laundry and a little pottering. Sorting out papers. Reading a little, writing a little. Eating a lot. That's my day really.

Starting to feel very anxious and stressed about the impending thunderstorms. Brings back such awful memories. I feel quite unwell when I get stressed and anxious now. I guess that's what happens when you get older. And things worry me more. That's why I've been so paranoid about coronavirus. If I was younger I wouldn't worry nearly so much.

New Zealand had its first case of Covid for 102 days. And of course the Prime Minister stepped into action immediately, put Auckland on lockdown. They will track and trace and find the source, I'm sure. I watched her announcement. It was so calm, so decisive and yet there was something reassuring about it, such a difference between the briefings we get in this country.

And in complete contrast from Russia, Putin says the world's first vaccine has been approved for use.
Russia seems to have been very quiet during the whole of this pandemic.

I feel very bad about maintaining contact with people. I have so many emails to write and phone calls to make. But I'm struggling to do these simple things. I don't think my head in a terribly good place. But I don't know if I'm objective enough to try and analyse it. And yet I can witter on this blog every day. And really, when it comes down to it, what am I saying? Nothing.