Out and About

I hardly go out because of Covid. I mean I wasn’t really much for going out, save for the husband and work and business. But now, it has dwindled to probably 5-10%. Recently, the hubby would fetch me in the afternoons to grab a bite to eat (takeaway, of course) and ride around in his motorcyle. Otherwise, I’d just hie off to my mom’s house at around 5 and watch CSI on television. I’m fine not seeing anyone and even manage to stretch our groceries and food so I can go shopping to every two weeks instead of weekly.

Today, I needed go to the bank but it was closed and I went to all four branches. Well, technically, I just passed by because what would be the point of going down? Then I went to the pharmacy for the big boy’s vitamins and went home. When I arrived, I asked the big boy if he wanted to go out with our dog to the boulevard. Since it’s been a couple of months since we went due to lockdowns, he said why not?

So we walked about a kilometer or so to get to this spot. This is a longer stretch now because of a new reclamation. We came from the parking near the pier which you can barely see at the right side to here.

I got the big boy pose for a photo and he agreed because I said he could keep his mask on. Teenagers, ugh. Haha! He’ll be 13 in a couple of weeks, so no more photos, Mom. Please.

They both got winded from the walk because they’re not used to the distance. We’d walk to a field near out house but that’s only about 200 meters or so. As we were heading back, I pitied the dog because we left his water in the car. The big boy will survive because mom prioritized her iced coffee over H20. He can wait a bit and will benefit from the exercise. So I carried our beloved mongrel and they finally rehyrdrated and we went on home.

That excursion took about an hour but it was good enough for the heart and the soul. My son and I just hole up in the bedroom on a daily basis, playing with the dog and our gadgets. I know I should be a better influence but with this pandemic going on, my motivation is going down again. I guess it could be the start of depression but I’m not there yet. I will try to take the babies out again and more often. I will surely let you know our progress.