I didn’t really know what to write about this week. There isn’t a lot of variation in the news apart from Covid-19 angled stories of late.
I am a little over thinking about Covid-19, stuck between being sick of wondering when things will return to normal and suspecting we are somewhat already there.
For the past four years I’ve attempted to document my everyday outfits for 100 days in a row each year. I document this on my personal Instagram account which is why it is something I have now made a regular yearly thing. For a small part of the year, it gives me a focus each morning to keep on top of my own mental health and my friends seem to enjoy it.
As a self-confessed fashion obsessed female, I love how clothes make me feel and how I can express myself through them, even on days where I just want to throw on a pair of track pants and a baggy jumper. And believe me, some days I do just that.
This year the majority of my 100 days has fallen into our New Zealand Level Four / Level Three lockdown. It has been especially important to continue the journey regardless of the opportunity to wear comfy home clothes all day.
It has given me a little routine focus, something from pre-covid to think about each day, to get up and get ready for even though I have absolutely nowhere to go except downstairs.
Yesterday I hit a rut and a little rant accompanied my daily outfit picture.
“Today I really questioned why i’m still doing this when I could just stay in PJ’s all day, because truth is the boots come straight off and the jacket goes back into the wardrobe. But I think I need it. I need the little focus. I need to feel like I’ve made an effort. And I need to complete this 100 outfits challenge for my mental health in what has been the most challenging in the four years that I have done this. I’m sick of being home. I’m sick of coronavirus. I’m sick of people ignoring the rules of this new level three, either because they just don’t care or they think they are above it or it doesn’t apply to them. I’m sick of seeing everyone expand their bubbles on social media and do things that quite honestly, don’t fall into level three rules. Level three is not level one. And if everyone doesn’t work together and get over themselves we are going to be stuck here for a very long time. Or worse, back in level four.” Unplainjane.
Covid-19 level three is not level one. We are not out of the woods yet.
I really do not understand the ‘rule breakers’ line of thinking. We have been repeatedly told to treat everyone including ourselves as already having ‘coronavirus’ and to live like we are trying to contain the spread.
Expanding our bubbles doesn’t mean having small celebrations or a get together, just because you have missed seeing your friends and family for a little longer than normal.
Level four was extremely hard. But so is level three. It should not feel a lot different for most of us really to being in lockdown. Unless you are required to be back at a physical place of work to ensure our economy can hopefully begin to function again, then you are working from home, homeschooling at home and continuing to live in a semi-lockdown existence. With just a few more food choices.
I miss my parents, I miss my in-laws and my friends. I miss the normality and routine of our usual school / work and home life. I miss the weekend adventures. I miss my boys playing sports and seeing them enjoying time with their friends. I miss making travel plans and having something (or anything!) on my calendar to look forward to.
But I know that all the above is worth waiting for. Worth fighting for. Don’t give up.
We have come so far New Zealand, together, uniting against this virus in a way that has slowed it right down. But we can’t get complacent. Not yet. One community outbreak too early and all the hard work is undone. So even though I might not have Covid-19, or you might not have Covid-19 or no one around you has it, doesn’t mean you get to change the rules before we have been told to.
Yes our economy is struggling and will continue to do so, only rebuilding slowly and safely as instructed and when possible. But I know I would much rather that, than tens of thousands of deaths in our country when we were so close to the finish line. Twenty New Zealand deaths may not seem like a lot when you compare us to other countries but imagine if we had lost over 30,000 lives like overseas. Let us not forget we have helped to save lives by our actions.
Don’t give up New Zealand. For our people and our beautiful country, stay strong and stay safe.
Stay in level three until we are told otherwise.