There is a lot of genuine anxiety about now. I’m already doing some shopping for an lady in her late sixties round the corner who is fit but lives alone and is just too nervous to go into town. My wife said that she felt uncomfortable and nervy in town yesterday (and she only stopped going into the office on Tuesday) and our next door neighbour said the same. Long term exposure to even low level anxiety will **** people up.It has to. People can’t afford to do it forever.
This will become the norm, sadly, but that will also curb some of the ridiculousness.
However I’m worried also that will be the cue for widespread depression when the novelty wears off and I dread to think how many lives will be lost to that on top of the virus itself and those who could have been saved from other things that have to take a back seat for a while.
My personal stress levels have just gone through the roof with the realisation that I will have to find somewhere to put a treadmill, doubtless assemble it myself (with free extreme swearing) and then be expected to use it, all in the knowledge that in six months time it will be an abandoned lump of metal in the already overcrowded garage.
There is no organisational learning in this household. As a whole variety of expensive unused gadgets testifies. But at least most of them can be stored in the loft.
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