Last night the Dutch prime minister announced new restrictive measurements for the coming three weeks. Since my last confessions, the number of infectious people kept rising at an alarmingly rate. Young adults were the main group to get infected. Not surprising as universities were starting again and students were fed up with not partying like it’s 2019. At first that didn’t have much effect on hospitalizations, but those numbers are going up as well as the virus is now spreading among older age groups as well. Not surprising when you read in the newspaper about young people living in a house with twelve others who flee to their parents as soon as a room mate turns out to be covid positive. I would kindly but surely tell my kid not to visit home and just deal with the consequences.
The restrictions are relatively mild. Apparently a lot of people were back at the office so working from home is the norm again, don’t invite more than three guest in your home (kids younger than twelve not counting), group sizes are considerably lower, cafe’s and restaurants close at ten in the evening, no more audience at sport events and in some cities people are advised to wear face masks in shops.
I knew new restrictions were coming. I therefore thoroughly enjoyed spending the last warm days of September with Man and Daughter walking the hills in Limburg. Mentally I’m preparing myself for six months of going through the motions without a lot of external stimulation. My plan is to spend weekends outdoors as much as we can. Daughter now owns proper walking shoes, so as long as it’s not raining cats and dogs we can go for a hike somewhere in the woods. I also ordered a bigger (and lighter!) bike for her, so we can practice longer distance biking as well.
Daughter caught a cold last week and now it’s my turn. Nothing serious, a sore throat is pretty much the only complaint I have. Therefore I stay at home these days and Man gets Daughter to and from school. I tried to book a test online, but the only option the system gave me was next Wednesday 13:40 in Amsterdam. Test capacity is indeed scarce. Apparently health care organisations and government expected the next wave to come a little later, so contracts were signed this month and next month for scaling up. A little too late. A rather typical pattern for this government. Constantly running behind.
That said, I’m not in the midst of decision making and not in the know of all the complexities that come with it. We all need to improvise based on what is in front of us. The only power I have is to look at my own behaviour. Therefore I’m focusing on preparing my house for the dark months and planning weekend hikes. I guess I’ll dust of some cook books as well and prepare restaurant like dinners every now and then. A great way to involve Daughter with cooking and tasting stuff beyond her somewhat limited taste.
So it’s back to slow life for now and that’s fine.