Welcome back to #PoCoLo with Stephanie and I.
It's been 101 days since I last saw my husband. This is probably the longest we've been apart in 20 years since we've been together. It'll be at least September before one of us ventures on a plane. I've got no one to look after the cat and dog and we're both concerned we could get stranded in the opposite country from where we need to be, me for the pets, him for work.
I'm getting really irritated with people needing to book holidays, I know it'll be someone else's fault that the hotel isn't perfect, if they get ill, travel gets suspended and they have to isolate on their return, it's just not going to happen is it?
I see people visiting the beaches, going into town and further afield to shop for something to do. I know people visiting their families without creating a bubble, travelling quite some distance to hug and carry on as normal throughout the lockdown as if the rules and the virus are nothing to do with them, but then if we all do it, hey ho...back to square one.
Although I visit other areas to see family and friends, it's all outdoors, I take my own chair, food and drink and if I use a toilet (which I've done twice) I wear gloves and wipe everything down before and afterwards. I don't visit the shops there, I don't go to tourist attractions, just open spaces. If things look too busy I just move on.
On the whole though things are OK, it could be worse and I'm grateful for my health and in many ways am enjoying the slow speed of life. How are you coping? Are you being sensible about the lifting of restrictions or have you had enough?
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