Think I was the only person round here who didn't. No subsequent bombing by mumsnet. No noticeable deterioration in relations with neighbours. Often share a conversation with the NHS worker who lives opposite with no obvious emnity. Just that empty feeling inside where I missed my opportunity to be one of the gang*.
* Brainwashed fools.
To be fair I imagine you were usually busy sorting some sort of (probably) unnecessary elaborate set up to facilitate the Friday night Talkback Zoom-in so that Vladimir and the boys couldn’t listen in snd see your excellent DIY hammer and breadknife haircut.
The clapping to start with was fine, a little thing people did. I gave up when it started turning into a pissing competition and the saucepans came out and other attention seeking things. It went totally bonkers near me when the roadsweeper/skip hire company, who had their depot in the next village along, would use the Thursday evening to drive into the town with a pro NHS convoy, beeping horns. I couldn’t cope with this level of stupidity.
Try moving to the USA.
Chicago: Surrounded by idiots.
That's my take on it. At first it was fine, a small token of appreciation. My neighbour and good friend is a nurse who worked Covid wards and it moved her to tears. Her and her team worked long hard hours doing their best, the publics show of support meant a lot to them.
However it should have been a one off, rather than becoming an embarrassment and a total noise nuisance 🙄
We didn't join in ours. We did notice that those neighbours who did would congregate for a chat afterwards - not distancing - which seemed, you know...
Dentist has suggested I see a specialist to get a bone graft on my two front teeth. Sounds awful and expensive, but mostly awful.
Chicago: Not a fan of mouth doctors.
Stupid quacks. Nothing about your hair?
Was even more fun when your daily walk coincided with everyone stood outside clapping, felt like I was competing in some sort of Olympic event and people clapping us towards the finishing line
At that speed they were almost certainly clapping you, and the miracle of mobility. Probably forgot the NHS.
Are you sure it was even a Thursday?
A dentist won't touch that, obvs. Stupid.
What he needs there is a zoologist.
Can't sleep due to having a nice Dahl for tea. The volume and frequency of fart is quite incredible.
Try changing your diet to include Lentil Soup. It's fucking Mental!
Chicago: Farty Pants.
I appear to be having lingering issues with panic attacks, the main symptom that is causing me grief is dizzy spells. Everything is full on, new faces at work which is busiest we've ever been, usual kids chaos etc. Also the main trigger seems to be we're halfway through trying to build a mezzanine floor at work which, as a result of issues with building control, has been delayed and we really needed it ahead of this 6 week period. it's our busiest time of year and at the moment we have a steel frame but no floor. It's a bit of headache but I thought it I boxed it off so it wasn't bothering me a huge amount but coupled with the traditional Christmas cash flow crunch along with the day-to-day busy spell between 2 and 4 I seem to find myself having spells in the afternoon where I'm unsteady. I'm fairly aware of it so can take myself out of the situation when I start feeling dizzy now so it doesn't escalate and can still present my usual cool, calm and composed image but I could do with it being a passing phase.
Doesn't sound fun at all. I don't really have much in the way of advice that you couldn't get from ChatGPT - but hope it starts to get better soon.
Cheers, I'm mostly fine in myself, just a bit stressed but had stopped exercising (mostly due to a couple of staff that have now thankfully left) but I'm dragging myself back on that as it seems to help.
