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It’s Beginning…..

09 Sep

I can feel it ….. just beneath the surface ….. bubbling and preparing ….. it starts with a chill in the air, followed by a puffy sinus sensation, progresses with socks on feet and long-sleeved tops, outside the skies are clouded and grey and darkness creeps earlier and earlier forcing the curtains to be closed at tea time. The leaves on the trees start to turn golden and threaten to fall and that cloaking sensation of despondency begins to shroud.

The decent into winter blues feels like it is arriving early, and it likely is considering how this year has behaved, along with my continued confinement and circumstances, but really my normal is lockdown, not having the ability to go anywhere (including the loo) without prearrangement with others.

I feel a detachment and displacement, I’m not connected to anything outside my four walls, it’s a side affect of disability. My anecdotes are getting older, less relevant and more historical.

My prime occupation these past couple of weeks has been a cat bed. With my kitchen window open #NotMyCat has been in daily to claim lap rights. He’s even started ignoring my carers, he gives them an evil glare when they walk in, reluctantly moves along the sofa so I can transfer to the wheeled chair. As soon as I’m back on the sofa the lap is reclaimed.

When we had a rainy day, I had #NotMyCat2 claim snoozing rights, whilst depositing puddles of rain on my t-shirt.

Time to get back to the crochet, get the blankets edged and toys made, I’d like to get the box filled by the end of BFF’s November visit.

Sorry I haven’t been more prolific, I’m running out of ways to say what I did today.

 
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Posted by on September 9, 2020 in Grumble, Life

 

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6 responses to “It’s Beginning…..

  1. deacongill

    September 9, 2020 at 1:19 pm

    It’s interesting how notmycats have adopted you. Clearly they know where they will find a usefully warm human being. xx

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    • AnneMarie

      September 9, 2020 at 1:23 pm

      And treats ….. and not be disturbed by an annoying human who won’t sit still, lol.

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  2. menhir1

    September 9, 2020 at 9:38 pm

    I didn’t know you were claimed by two cats. How has cat No.1. taken to the competition?
    Cat’s know where to find comfort, They can also, in their own funny ways, give comfort too. Are you likely to be visited by any other neighbourhood felines?

    I liked the companionship of the two cats I had, at different times. Cats are very independent; my two were also very loyal to me.

    You are right about the feel of the change of seasons. Have you noticed if your local plantations showed additional growth this year,? As far north as we are, ours did, always at a time a few weeks behind everyone else further south. Our dark-almost purple- Elder has flowered twice!

    Gr8 to hear from you 🙂

    xxxxx

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    • AnneMarie

      September 14, 2020 at 8:40 pm

      I’m pretty sure NotMyCat and NotMyCat2 are brothers. They are the same breed, Turkish Van, they are happy together and will share a food bowl. Last year when 1 was inside and another unknown popped his head through the bedroom window there was much growling and anger so 1 wouldn’t let just any moggy claim rights here, lol. Last month when both were in here 1 went to 2 and started licking his head.

      The tree outside my window has turned quickly, from bright bushy green to withered lightly golden leaf. The season is changing rapidly.

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  3. snowbird

    September 14, 2020 at 8:32 pm

    Your last sentence really got me. It is so hard to be inside for so long, hopefully next year will be better. I love how the cats have moved in, they sense a kindred spirit in you. Two dogs moved in with me when we lived in Australia, I loved their company as I missed my own. They did have perfectly good homes though. Good to know BFF is due a visit.xxx

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    • AnneMarie

      September 14, 2020 at 8:43 pm

      My confinement isn’t so much determined by CoVid restrictions but by my physical inability and accessibility. It is the nature of the beast that is Muscular Dystrophy.

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