THE PROVERBIAL CARROT.

It’s hard not to speak about the times we are experiencing with this deadly virus in our world as it seems to be part of our everyday conversations and rightly so I suppose. These social distancing and staying home “unless it is absolutely necessary to go outdoors’ restrictions are somewhat alien to most everyone in today’s societies. We have to have the conversations though to keep reminding ourselves and each other that ‘it’s not you, it’s me’. I have to stay safe and well to enable you to stay safe and well and you have to stay safe and well so that your friends and loved ones stay safe and well and so it goes. BUT, it’s out there dangling like the proverbial carrot. “What is?” you ask “Enlighten me, I’ve been hibernating for three weeks now, I can’t think straight, please explain”. There my reader, there it is. We aren’t thinking straight anymore and that’s because we can’t reach our ‘carrots’ so to speak.  The beach is out there with the sun sparkling on the waves. I usually dip my toes in at the waters edge as I walk but that carrot has been put in the blender. BEACH CLOSED the sign says. The local park has been another option where I would do my walks around the perimeter and through the middle twice. My figure of eight. It seems though that that has become everyone else and their dog in the neighbourhood’s carrot and so the laws of social distancing are being stretched. It will only be a matter of time before the law cracks down further as the crowds gather, so I give up. I look for another carrot. Coffee with friends. Nope, that carrot is in the blender too. Window shopping, looking for that new winter coat. Into the blender! Online shopping it is then, hope I get the size right. Prancing around the loungeroom in front of YouTube and Pilates doesn’t quite cut it for me as I need someone to be there in front of me so I don’t cheat. Stretch 1,2,3…..oh for goodness sake, that’s enough for today so, I have found some new carrots. The wardrobe that needs a good clear out. “Did I really fit into this back then?”. Then there’s the suitcases under the stairs filled with old photographs that you know the kids will never look at as they aren’t on the bl**dy phone. Now is the time to learn a new skill. Scanning said photos onto something digital? The garage. Now, that’s a juicy carrot. “When was the last time you used this? “ I have my own blender now. Do you?

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