It’s pissing rain in Christchurch

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It seems the Ballarat weather has followed us here

But I don’t mind

It seems I am materialistic

Not in the traditional sense of the word

I don’t care about what car you drive or what house you live in

You only need what you need

Seems I need the comfort, the security and the familiarity of my ‘stuff’

So I don’t care that it’s raining and grey and very like a Ballarat winter

There is after all the promise of sunshine this afternoon

Which I don’t doubt, will happen

Then I might go for a bike ride or a walk with the spoilt only (shared child) dog.

The Ministry of Health told me yesterday that mental health, connected to exercise, is very important

And therefore, even in iso, we should walk, run or bike

Provided there is no human contact

Yep. I’m good with that

And of course, with my things around me, I have my ‘list’

Being unemployed means you can step up and complete said (huge) list of things you had been putting off

With travel off the table in the short term, also means maybe reviewing the whole ‘not working’ bit

MoD is keen for me not to work

An alien concept to me, having worked for the past 45 years 

Volunteering has always been on the agenda, and on the list

I will look into that

Then there is the rehab

At 59, you can’t expect to do the same things as the half your age demographic, keep the same pace, and not expect an extravaganza of injuries

I’ve been in rehab for 6 months but slowly getting there, provided I keep up with the programme

Seems I have a full day ahead

And a full week of iso…..

I’m onto it!

The half strength single shot soy latte is free flowing.