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I miss the good ol' days.
Remember those days when we could go wherever we wanted without putting on a mask and gloves. The days when we could hug our loved ones instead of standing six feet away from them.
The days when we could walk into a grocery store and walk down each aisle in whichever direction we felt like and go back to retrieve forgotten items in another aisle without having to walk around the entire store.
The good ol' days before the world flipped upside down along with everything we took for granted.
I've settled into the new routine but it's becoming a little too routine. At the start, it was hectic and confusing but now that things are slowed down and there's less and less work to do, I'm starting to think I might just have a touch of cabin fever.
It's not the malls, theatres, restaurants and bars I'm missing; earlier in the pandemic, it was the beaches and outdoor spaces that I missed. As the weather gets warmer and summer approaches, it'll be the campgrounds and national parks I'll be missing if they don't fully reopen.
For almost two months, I waited patiently for beaches to open. On May 16, I was finally able to return to the sandbar and it sure was nice to hear the sound of the ocean again.
These days, I wake up, go for a walk around The Loop, get coffee, browse the internet, sit on the step with afternoon tea, have supper, go for another walk, watch a movie, go to sleep and repeat the next day.
However, I can't say I haven't been at least a little productive.
I've started picking up that guitar that's been collecting dust in a corner and have actually learned how to play. So far, I've learned a few chords and some children's nursery rhymes. Trimming my own hair didn't go quite as well.
I've also been brushing up on my Spanish language skills for when the borders open up and I can travel abroad again. I'll have to go somewhere where they speak Spanish so my new skills won't be wasted. The locals will be impressed with my new vocabulary.
Hopefully this time next year, I'll be able to exit an airplane and say "Hola, es genial estar aquí! Dónde está la playa?" For those of you who don't know any Spanish, this translates to "Hello, it's great to be here! Where's the beach?"
Just leaving the house for groceries or a walk around the neighbourhood is a grand adventure. Going for a drive around town to keep the car from seizing up is about as exciting as it gets.
A part of my daily routine involves checking for signs that some of the restrictions have been lifted.
Don't get me wrong; I'm all for social distancing, but for almost two months, I missed my evening walks at Dominion Beach.
Every day, I hoped to see the announcement that the gates are open again so I could watch the sunset and check on the little fox kittens and ducklings that make their debut every spring.
The nicer the weather gets, the more restless I get. I can't imagine being stuck close to home all summer without being able to fall asleep in a tent or enjoy lunch or a cold beer with friends.
But we have to beat this virus so we can get back to normal or at least some semblance of it. If that means forgoing some things for now, then so be it.
Unfortunately, it's already known that some events won't be a part of summer this year.
I'm sad to report that the annual New Waterford Coal Dust Days festival as well as the Dominion Seaside Daze festival are cancelled this year due to COVID-19.
However, there are some positive things to report.
Provincial parks have opened up again and the Bayside Canteen is open for business. At least I know I'll be able to still enjoy one of those delicious hot fudge sundaes this summer.
Of course, social distancing is still being enforced and likely will be for some time but seeing things slowly opening back up is something positive.
I'm hearing this could even extend into the fall but one thing I hope is that this time next year, this will all be just a distant memory and we'll be making up for all that lost time in big ways.
Andrea MacEachern was born and raised on the beautiful bay of Lingan. After a decade-long hiatus from the island, she returned to her roots and settled in downtown New Waterford where she enjoys blogging, writing, taking pictures, travelling, walking The Loop and spending much of her time outdoors exploring Cape Breton. Reach out if you have a story or event you would like to share.