COVID19 and Getting Tested
Trying to get tested for COVID19 is a joke, I've became very ill on Thursday 10 September 2020, and I've been trying for 2 days to get tested...
Trying to get tested for COVID19 is a joke, I've became very ill on Thursday 10 September 2020, and I've been trying for 2 days to get tested...
If you're friends on Facebook you would have seen how nuts and compete psychotic fun that I have had, which, if I am really honest has cancelled out the usual feeling of getting a year older.
I can't believe it has been almost 3 months since I last typed one of these things out. A fair bit has gone on since I last wrote and I am left wondering why I bother with the people, more so why I bother with people who are my neighbours.
I've been stewing on this for ages, I have mentioned to a few people that I really don't give monkeys, about a particular set of neighbours and their attitude towards me, but it has been getting to a point recently that I do not want to live here anymore, and that my home isn't my home, it is a house where I reside, I particularly do not feel safe here. It wasn't until my son asked me that, which made me realise how bad things have become.
This past month I have been trying out a food delivery service, my son and his girlfriend, paid for a 3 week subscription, initially to try it out, but as we all know, I do not have the time to shop or even cook anything half decent, it usually just ends up as something thrown in the oven for 20 mins and then a steamed rice, sometimes veggie bag thrown in the microwave, Pizza way too much Pizza, Fish or Spam fritter and chips from a chippy, occasionally takeaway curry or chinese, and chips, lots of home fried chips, well they taste better than the oven ones lol.
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