I had a string of bad news today and I'm devastated and furious about everything.
Nursery was due to reopen on Monday (1 June) and I've been literally counting down the days. Got a call to say that due to a plumbing problem (yes a FUCKING PLUMBING PROBLEM) they can't reopen on Monday after all and won't be reopening until 22 June.
Of course DH and I had already told our managers and colleagues that we'd be able to work normal (pre lockdown) hours next week, rotas had be redone and circulated, but now we have to rearrange everything again.
I've been a mess all afternoon. We've had other bad news too. And then the government announcement. I'm furious. Absolutely furious that the government clearly gives zero fucks about anyone's well being and especially our children. OPEN THE FUCKING PLAYGROUNDS.
Today I actually did take DS to a nearby playground for the first time since lockdown started. We'd gone past yesterday and I'd noticed it wasn't locked up and the tape had been removed or come off. It's always deserted. So we went. The experience was somewhat tainted by my anxiety about being challenged by someone - luckily we weren't. The playground was also an absolute state with litter everywhere. Uncut grass which is less of a big deal. Pigeon shit all over the play equipment (it is cleaned usually?!) So it all felt very neglected which is symbolic of the neglect of our children.
Even my sister who took everything very seriously at the beginning is starting to question the rules. If people can go to work and (some) children can go to school and childcare, we should be able to hug our loved ones FFS.