Friday night Ex Sis in Law's husband called R. They had a congenial chat and he wants our old sound bar that I was very doubtful about buying and I was proved right. It has a remote control and the bar sits under the tv with a large boom box speaker to sit behind us. The sound did not seem better than the tv and the sound from the boom box was deep and.........booming. We hated it. It is not often that I allow R to go off on such whims, but this was one time, $450 later. More money than sense comes to mind.
Anyway it is going to a good home, and when he finds out how useless it is, he will sell it on Ebay or Gumtree.
R then spoke to Ex Sis in Law and suddenly lock down stress got to him and he cracked up, but not for too long. I was worried about cracking up when I spoke to my doctor with my Telehealth phone call, but I kept it brief and business like. Poor R felt such shame as I tried to reassure him that it was ok to be emotional when your normal life has been stolen from you.
I doubt it is a coincidence that fifteen minutes after the phone call, Ex Sis in Law's son Fire Fighting Nephew sent us a message to ask if we would like to have a video chat with him, his wife and the their three week old Poppet the next day.
We did on Saturday and it was nice. Poppet is one of those dream babies who feeds well, sleeps well and is calm, relaxed and rarely cries.
Then Sunday night Hippie Niece video called with her twins. R was chuffed to receive the call. The twins have suddenly gained the ability to speak properly so no therapy needed.
Meanwhile with a week to go to the end of lockdown, our Premier told us today that we will be locked down for two more weeks making it three more weeks. It is for the greater good and if it means we won't ever be locked down again, it is worth the price.