Ever since lockdown began, I seem to have had more conversations with my neighbours. Despite living where I live for a considerable length of time, I think I’ve spoken to my neighbours more during the past four months than I have ever done. This might not have been the case if we had months of rain, but we had wall to wall sunshine for the most part and more people were off work and outside, cycling, dog walking and sunbathing in their gardens.
I think it’s funny how you can live so close to people and never know they are there. I would not know some people in my neighbourhood if I fell over them and yet I see other neighbours every single day. I suppose it really depends on people’s routines and what time they’re out and about whether or not I see them.
One such example is someone I’ve lived very near to for over a year now and yet never seen until the other month. I didn’t have a clue they lived so close to me until I literally bumped into them. And ever since then I’ve gradually got to know them bit by bit. We say hello every time we pass in the street and without sounding too stalkerish, I’ve become more aware of their movements since lockdown began. They work pretty long hours normally, so no wonder I’ve not seen them until now. But with a lot of people on furlough, I suppose it’s given them a chance to become more sociable.
I didn’t post to my blog last month because of two main reasons. One – I got locked out of my account and couldn’t figure out the right information to get back in and two – there isn’t really much to talk about at the moment apart from this dreaded virus! But I didn’t post mainly because of reason one.
Just as we’re starting to get back to some sort of normality things are slowly grinding to a halt again. I think most people, myself included, are fed up of how our country and some parts of the rest of the world are handling this. For example, why make wearing masks compulsory now. Why didn’t this happen five months ago? And drinking disinfectant, or whatever was advised people do not so long ago. How crazy is that?!
I think Sweden has had the best approach in not locking down at all. And from the results I’ve seen it hasn’t been as catastrophic as people may have thought.
For me personally, I think this virus could be much worse than it is. Most people will recover from it and it’s not just the young and healthy either. Quite a few elderly people have made a full recovery as well. And if people are really very worried or have serious health problems then they can self isolate all they want.
It’s not like we’re still living in the Middle Ages with the Bubonic plague!
As everyone will know these past few months have been crazy and something few could have predicted. I’ve been unable to do much work because of this and so I’ve had to find other things to do.
The weather has also been weird. I’ve never known so much wall to wall sunshine over this length of time, so brilliant for getting out and about with my dog. Obviously, I’ve had to do all my exercise alone, so my dog has been great company.
I’ve also never seen so many cyclists either and half of them think they’re on Tour de France. It’s madness and so inconsiderate for them to go so fast when Blackpool prom is packed with so many other people. I’ve tried to stay away from there as much as possible. Last thing I want is to collide with someone or for my dog to be injured.
I’ve also never seen as many seagulls as I have recently. It’s nesting season now, so there’s one on every chimney. Fortunately they don’t dive bomb me as much as they do with other people, but I just wish they weren’t as noisy with wakeup calls at 6am.
I’ve also been watching artists getting creative on You Tube. I find it so relaxing and uplifting to watch. I’m not into films or Netflix – I much prefer watching documentaries on Amazon Prime.
I hope everyone is well both physically and mentally and I hope things get back to normal very soon!
These past few weeks have been insane. At first, I thought things were going to blow over, but the more I thought that the more serious things became.
When it first started most people said to me they were sure my job would be fine. One even joked that the state were hardly going to lock people up.
Ha, ha, ha! Funny, not funny.
But this is probably going to be the only time I’m so thankful that I’ve been so honest with the taxman and declared everything. Although help is not coming until June, at least what I will get will be a reflection of what I’ve earned and not what I’ve hidden under the floorboards!
I’m also grateful I got a lot done before the country went crazy. I managed to re-decorate my house, get a new bed and go to several live events which would no way be taking place now. As it happens, I had nothing planned until September where I would be taking a little holiday down south to see my favourite ever band. And although I have everything crossed that will still happen, I just feel relieved as things could be worse.
But the worst thing about all this is not being able to contact my married regulars. Unlike my single regulars who I know I can contact at any time should I have to, it’s my married regulars I want to text just to say hello and I hope things are okay. But I can’t send a text or whatever because I don’t know what they’re doing or who they are with.
I’ve only sent an unsolicited text once to a married regular and that was because I was almost certain it was his day off and he would be alone. (Hello you, how you doing? I know you read my blogs). But it turned out that he was working that day and was probably sat in a room full of people. (So sorry!!!). So that is exactly the reason I don’t send unsolicited texts!
So if this regular or any of my other married regulars want to contact me during these weird times then please feel free to do so. You will more than likely cheer me up!
So as well as getting my house back to how I want it last month, I also christened my new bed last week.
I ordered the bed back in February and ironically it was delivered on Valentine’s Day. The bed it was replacing was an old thing with no headboard and holes in the fabric divan base which the cat had so kindly clawed. It looked a real state and I was desperate to get rid before my room had it’s makeover. And my new bed was so worth the wait!
It’s so comfortable without being too soft or too hard. As Goldilocks would say it’s just right! It’s a little higher than my last one and the headboard prevents my newly decorated walls from being marked, so it’s just perfect.
But I never thought I would end up christening it so fast!
As a single lady, I wasn’t planning on doing anything of the sort anytime soon. I don’t have many opportunities … or rather I do if I wanted them (of course I have opportunities, I’m single!!!), it’s just being bothered enough to actually want to do it!
But the man in question I have known for a while and was the perfect candidate for such an opportunity. With such a sexy body … a body to die for, I couldn’t wait to pounce on him in my own boudoir if the opportunity ever arose.
The sex was hot and sensual and absolutely heavenly. I hope he enjoyed it as much as me! And I think he did.
As most of my regulars know I am having my house revamped at the end of the month and I cannot wait to say the least. I decided to wait until February because this month is usually the quietest month of the year, but looking through my diary this morning the past February’s don’t seem that much quieter!
But I have to do work on my house at some point and seeing as I haven’t had a holiday or much time off since starting this job four years ago, I thought this month in this year was as good a time as any. And I don’t think I can say just how much I’m looking forward to getting my house back to how I want it either.
This month is not all about decorating though – I have other things to look forward to as well. I’m off to see one of my favourite bands in Manchester and I have other social events on my calendar, so at least I’ll be kept busy with those if I’m not busy with work.
I never go out into town, despite living nearby. My days of going out clubbing are long gone. In fact, I stopped going out when I was twenty!
I hardly ever drink, so going out clubbing to get legless has never appealed. Plus, there are loads of drunk men who think it’s cool to vomit down a gutter. Yeah, classy.
The closest I got to town was a Christmas party last month … but in the end I didn’t dare venture of out the hotel! It’s just not my thing at all. Anyway, people are horrible these days, so I’d rather just stay in with my furry animals. I love socialising with my friends and going out with them, but going out to a place full of random strangers … no thank you!
Unless … unless a good live band in a pub are playing. Then I might be tempted to go out, even on my own.
So, I’m heading out tonight in the wind and the rain to such an event. Let’s hope I don’t regret it!
When I first started this job four years ago … exactly four years ago might I add, (happy 4th anniversary to me), I didn’t give much thought to what would happen in my dreams at night. I didn’t think I would dream that much to be honest. In my late twenties, I never dreamt at all hardly. But while I’ve been in this job I can’t seem to stop dreaming!
The first dream I had turned out to be recurring and it would always involve the same client who at the time I saw every week. I saw him every week for about a year but this dream was never that pleasant because I was always going to get caught by my parents. And for some unknown reason I was always working in their house, so it was just a matter of time before they found out. But I would always without fail wake up before I got caught. Phew.
There are some clients I never dream about, but since that recurring dream I’ve had several dreams involving my regulars. There are some people who I see quite often and then for whatever reason a long time passes before I see them again. And it’s usually during this time I will dream about them. But there are other regulars who I’ll dream about while still seeing them regularly. The other night I had a dream about a client who I’ve known ever since the beginning and I dreamt he’d just bought a house, but it was Alice in Wonderland’s house!
I also had a dream about meeting a client’s mother in a garden centre while having afternoon tea with him. I’ve known this particular client for just over a year and this is the first time I’ve ever dreamt about him.
But out of all the dreams I have I never seem to dream about what goes on in bookings. Except for a dream that I had recently which I will tell that client all about when I next see him!
Last month I posted about Mr. Diamond and this month I am posting about Mr. Generous.
I’ve known Mr. Generous since September last year. The first few bookings ran just like most other bookings, but it wasn’t long before Mr. Generous showed me just how generous he really was.
I think, from memory, it started with Costa coffee takeouts because the times I had made him coffee he didn’t finish them. So since then he has always brought me coffee and I always have a latte. Then he started to bring me chocolates and asked me what my favourite kind was. I gave him a few options. Then after I had received enough chocolate to make Willy Wonka look feeble, I asked about cake for a change.
So now he brings me coffee and cakes every time he sees me as well as a substantial tip. And in September the one year anniversay since he first came to see me he spent his booking doing DIY jobs as well as paying for it!
I really am so lucky to have the clients I do.
I love my favourite clients. They’re obviously mostly regulars but it does vary how many times they come back to see me. For some it’s every other week, others come back once a month and some visit several times a year. But I do have quite a few regulars and I am thankful for that. I often find bookings run more smoothly because I already have an idea what they like. Sometimes there are a few surprises as I do have some that like to try out new things and it’s always fun to experiment, but mostly these clients want the same sort of thing in their booking. But whatever it is they want I am always happy to provide it if it’s something I’m happy to do.
My client this morning I have known for several years (you know who you are if you’re reading this as you’ve said you read my posts 😉) and he’s an absolute diamond of a man. Always so polite and respectful, very clean and well mannered, and maybe most importantly does not try to push any of my boundaries. He’s also a great laugh which is a fantastic bonus too and I always enjoy our bookings and look forward to seeing him.
Of course, I always look for people I want to see again and Mr. Diamond is a prime example of a client who has these important qualities. You can be sure you’ll be welcome if you display the same sort of attributes.