The summer holidays have bought about a shadow of normality. DC's haven't been to schopl since March and home school was a fucking disaster, so here's to getting them back to school full time in September.
Normal stuff we'd do like swimming is still inaccessible. Non of our usual organised activities back or imminent. Normally we'd fill days with things like going to parks but that's just like so May 2020.
Masks have screwed up anything indoors. Back in March through to June, things like the supermarket then shops were a bridge to something normal. Now it's a mental battle before panic attack sets in from sensory overwhelm, so there is absolutely no leisure or pleasure under a roof, and I'm only doing the most perfunctory stuff I can get away with. With auditory processing difficulties just the fact that everyone else is wearing them, garbling their speech and being difficult to lip read is very unpleasamt to be around.
My social life is near dead. My family are either busy keeping up with work or shutting away from the world. (Similar with friends) DH will not see any family other than one sibling this year due to travel arrangements, and elderly mother. No sign of my voluntary roles resuming. DH is constantly around WFH (we are very amicable) I'm constantly peopled out and often lonely.
I exist in order to cook dinner and keep the kitchen hygienic. I miss feeling purposeful in society.
The normal bits are that I can go to a cafe/ beer garden or an outdoors day out (subject to booking in advance... RIP spontenaity).