Noisy Neighbours…

Sigh… There she goes again *rolls eyes*… She just keeps chatting away and the sun’s barely up!! It doesn’t help that the walls are wafer-thin… She just doesn’t shut up! Lol. Never heard someone talk straight for over 3 hours… I wonder if the person she’s talking to ever gets a word in… Or maybe they just put her on speaker and go back to bed hahaha…

Some days I wish I lived on a farm in the middle of the green countryside, by a beautiful river, and the only form of ‘noise’ would be the raindrops on my window or the kettle going off. If only right? If wishes were horses… Men would be princes and I a lady of the manor lol. I have that kind of thought when I stay in a busy neighbourhood or most recently with my ‘loud’ neighbours (ranges from next room, next floor, next house, even a couple of streets away lol) Don’t know which is worse- nosey or noisy haha… I digress

As I was saying, there was once this person next door in a past rental who seemed to only make phone calls roughly between the hours of 4 am and 6 am and when I say make, I mean screaming all sorts of profanities…*shakes my head*. I wonder… (It seems they’re following me everywhere don’t you think? hehe) Even thinking about it makes me twitch lol… How about the flatmate whose idea of making breakfast was slamming the cupboards and playing touch with the microwave? *side eye*. I guess by now you know I’m a light sleeper and love my beauty sleep haha. I mean, who doesn’t?

That’s why I get the best naps when on holiday and come back a whole lot better (mentally and physically). If the hotels have proper soundproofing that is. The last place I stayed was right next to the train station and a few miles to the airport (yep, convenience is key- not taking chances, don’t want to miss that flight!) and believe me, I couldn’t tell. It was perfect. The only time I remembered how close we were to so much noise was when I looked out the window! But… we do get the odd sounds from the corridors. Late-night revellers, kids running around or just the hotel staff being petty *side eye*. I’m pretty sure they can tiptoe as they clear the trays outside our doors right?

…To be honest, I’d rather have my nice ‘cottage’ in the peaceful fields of the countryside by a beautiful lake… 

Panic Attack

This pandemic needs to end real soon. It’s almost a year… So many things have happened. Many lives lost, not forgetting the job losses, the psychological effect of this new ‘normal’. It’s hard to plan for the next day… Why? Seems each morning we wake up there’s some announcement about some change. The government are as ‘lost’ as the people, but that’s not something to dwell on. We must remember none of us has ever lived or experienced this magnitude of a global catastrophe. Yes, we are all in this together, making it each day and learning how to deal with it one step at a time. So let’s not be too critical… Let’s be kind to one another… It goes a long way believe me.

On the flip side, this could be a good answer to that ‘annoying’ question at an interview *rolls eyes*. “Tell me about your ‘greatest’ achievement”- I survived a pandemic.  

Watching the news, it’s no mystery the economy is suffering, people are anxious. Personally, each day I hope it’ll all end as quickly as it started. Can I get an ‘amen’?

Christmas is around the corner, though we have no idea what it’s going to be like. Normally at this time, we have the Christmas carols by the train stations, the buzz of Michael Buble and Mariah Carey… hahaha… The ‘Top Ten’ Christmas songs/hits of the year… O M G! I love going into my local M&S (Superdrug is a winner all year round in terms of ‘feel-good shopping’ music, in my opinion, *side eye*)… They always seem to have the best songs during the festive season. I shamelessly sing along… hahaha. Then the excitement of John Lewis ad and ‘others’ lol… But now it’s more – ‘would we be let out of our homes to meet our families for Christmas?’. Sigh…

On a lighter note, I decided to get myself an ‘early’ Christmas present (not sure anyone would be in a frame of mind to give gifts or afford it). There I was online looking at things I felt I needed plus a bit more (No harm in looking lol). You know, splash the cash a bit, after all, it’s Christmas, right? Well, the strangest thing happened. All items in the basket, ready to ‘check out’… I get a panic attack. It was crazy I tell you. How did I get here? Guess subconsciously I didn’t want to ‘waste’ money with all that’s going on. At that moment, I felt buying anything ‘extra’ was somehow a very wrong move. This is coming from someone who’d buy a pink fancy wine opener for $5 just because it’ll look nice by the microwave- even though she doesn’t drink. Yes, remember how we spent so much on ridiculous things and didn’t think twice about it? That was pre-pandemic when we all had stable incomes. Now… we live hoping… thankful that we have the basics. Life! How quickly it changes…

I got some of the items eventually, after reducing drastically… I don’t want to live in fear but at the same time, one has to be prudent right? I believe the many struggles and pain of 2020 would be a distant memory very soon… Do you?

Back to the basics…

Yeah, this particular post is not inline with the short story theme I’ve been developing for the past couple of weeks. Don’t know if you noticed *side eye*… Well, I decided to try my hands on short stories and not just talk about my life… Yes, I know that’s more interesting, but sometimes you have to get out of your comfort zone. Talking about myself is very comfortable because I don’t have to think really deep right? I remember something and share it, but in a humorous way. For those who have read my previous posts, what do you think? I haven’t given it a title yet… Strange right? I wonder if that’s how Stephen King and Jeffrey Archer started out lol… Yeah, let’s talk about those authors who put the world under some kind of spell. Maybe someday, folks would read mine too. And for those who haven’t read any of it *rolls eyes* Pretty please, have a go and give this girl some encouragement lol… Thanks…

As I was saying before I went on a tangent lol… Today I’ll be talking about me and not Sim, Harry, Lily… and ‘Dad’. Nope. I woke up and didn’t feel like being part of the earth… ha ha.. Not in a negative way, more like I wanted to call in ‘sick’ and not turn up for whatever today had in store for me.

Due to the current pandemic, la casa bedroom and Porto Del living room have been the most places I have traveled to… ha ha. Sometimes I go to the shops and it feels like I’m going on a date… I dress up, do my hair and catch myself laughing most times cos on a ‘normal’ day, I’ll probably be in my pajama bottoms, some T-shirt, slippers and then a quick pat for the stray hair strands lol. Yep, we all have those days, right? I’m just lamenting, please bear with me. Guess everyone has their coping mechanisms for this period in… Sometimes I need to remind folks that it’s a global thing and not just them and their city/family. Please show empathy… Nobody is avoiding you or being mean on purpose. A lot of folks have had their kids home much longer than they hoped. Even having spouses/partners home didn’t quite turn out as happy as some would have expected. But on the bright side, some families did get closer… and kids had the best vacation ever lol… If only they knew the gravity of it all…

I feel better now… all that’s left is some juicy ribs and chips to top it all up. Oh, sugar! The pubs are shut till further notice. Guess we just have to settle for a flashback then…

It’s back to normal scheduling (I think haha) on my next post… Thanks for ‘listening’

Simba

Yes, that’s Sim’s ‘full’ name. People sometimes ask why I chose it. Well, growing up I’d always dreamed of calling my dog Mufasa. Just something about ‘The Lion King’… Guess the movie had a big impact on me back then that I wasn’t aware of. Simba wasn’t my first choice… I have to keep that piece of information away from him forever. Dogs have feelings too…

During the Exit, Dad mentioned he didn’t want me living alone after such a traumatic separation. I wasn’t ready to have anyone in my space so soon. I wanted to be alone to heal… to bask in this newfound freedom and the joy of being sane again. So I suggested we start with the animal shelter… I was sure I wasn’t the only one in the universe who wanted to heal, to be loved… and a new home.

Not long after we arrived and exchanged pleasantries… Sally at the front desk said she had someone just ‘right’ for me… Hmmm, this would be interesting…

Then came the most beautiful set of eyes I had ever seen… I can’t explain that moment in time… My heart gently longed for this cute creature before me. He didn’t look like a Mufasa, Simba seemed just right for him and he loved it too. He came straight to me and jumped on my laps.”Can humans be this pure at heart…?” 

He was a service dog whose owner recently passed away and efforts to find him a new home always fell through. They always loved him but according to Sally, Sim never had a twinkle in his eye with anyone… at least until he met me…

If only I knew what lay ahead for both of us, it’ll have made a lot more sense why we both were drawn to each other… And why he would one day risk his life for mine…

Yes, I’ll tell you all about it someday… But for now, we’re celebrating life and Sim deserves some juicy ribs… 

There he goes again… “smiling” back at me… Pretty sure he reads my thoughts somehow…