Corona makes you dull or there is no Glory in prevention

First of all, the niece has recovered except for an annoying cough. Thank you very much for all your recovery wishes!

Like many others I am stuck at home with my butt for more than 2 months now and slowly it presses a little bit on the mind, you just take many things bluntly. My language is getting worse because I talk less. Whatever one should talk about, nothing happens.
I show courage for the approach and tame my hair with pink little clappers, because otherwise I can’t see anything, let alone eat.
I try to read but some pages I have to read several times.
I have even sewn MNS, on a hell sewing machine. My sister tried to sterilize them in the microwave. Yeah, I say nothing grows on them in our household anymore. My sister casually asked me if I still had some stuff, we need new MNS. Thank god there’s no smoke alarm in the kitchen.

3 times in total I was outside for shopping. The racer was a wild tour through Cologne. After a visit of the Venloerstrasse we went to the Melatengürtel 22, where you can find an Asian supermarket in the backyard. Just as one imagines it in a üseligen Cologne backyard. Small, dusty, unsorted, pure chaos. Positive the aisles are so narrow, I could never have fallen over. Actually we wanted to buy only noodles, sauces and pastes. At the end was our “shopping cart”, yes, you could really push and pull it, full to the brim. The end was 2 bottles of Chang beer. And who thinks, at the latest now, not at evenings on Ko Tao, after great dives when you sit together comfortably on the terrace / in front of the hut and the fishes get bigger and bigger with every Chang beer.
Not to forget the colourful fantadoses next to the coconuts. The Thailand vacation was already great, even though I felt more comfortable in Central/South America and also in South Africa.
I quickly gave a small gift to the hospital.

And then it was already over again, the trip! Elated by the impressions we both had a small attack of loss of impulse control – we ordered a big meat package at kaufdirnekuh.de (the Fleckvieh is as organic as it gets) and at lieblingsbaecker-Shop.de. Chocolate cake and a small tasting package of bread to finish baking.
Here and there Marga clicked again on this now-pay-order-button. This weekend was not cheap.

At the moment there is a documentary series about the Star Clipper, a sailing ship fleet, on the television in some third program. They are sailing through the 7 oceans, if you like you can help. Seems to be a bit more expensive. And since Google knows everything, I took a look at who is sailing the oceans with such a barrier-free equipment. And they are not so few, you can even sail around the world. And you can also dive with a handicap. In another life I wanted to become Divemaster for Handicapted People. I always found water therapy exciting.
And since travelling alone wouldn’t work anymore, I thought about how to plan it… I have to think a lot about my holidays! As soon as I see something with traveling I miss the sea. At the beginning of the year I tried to find out where I want to go again.
And now? How will traveling to Corona be and when is Corona? And can I still go then?
Once I have arrived at these questions, which of course nobody can answer, I fall into a function mode and move like a walrus on the road. Until I have to stop and start all over again and suddenly the legs know where they have to go and the hand knows where to build up pressure.
I just don’t get how fast it all goes down the drain. On the one hand because of illness and on the other hand because of what is going on in the world right now.
Of course, this is clear to me in theory, but I am always amazed when I notice that I have already slowed down again and what a life it is: MSA in the times of Corona! What a horny combination. The mood goes up and down but has a relatively short fuse. I am so through, at the latest since the day when my sister came with Amy (cat) from the vet! As long as she still eats, drinks and asks for her strokes, she should still have a few nice days/week(s) ?
I feel like crying and the next minute I am dripping with sarcasm.
Excuse me, I know there are people who are in a bigger dilemma at the moment.
You can’t do it right now.

Something positive at the end. I have asked relatives, friends and colleagues to leave me a message, a story/fairytale, something we have experienced together, podcast, music, etc., which I have certainly overwhelmed some of you (sorry). Now a good friend has started to read to me from a Cologne book. About which I am very happy. In more or less regular intervals I always get a chapter sent to me.
Now I can start to play the episodes on Tonies.

In the next life, I become a caterpillar.
Eat, eat, eat, sleep, sleep, sleep.

Get up. Zack, beauty

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