I don’t go away that often so this is going to be a tough one to answer. Most of the trips I take are ones where I come back the same day and rarely do I stay anywhere over night. Having said that, back in September, my mother and step father took my step brother and I to a place outside of Toronto and we spent the night in a hotel. The hardest part was having to get up around 5 a.m. on the day we left so we can be picked up before 7 a.m. In this time, I was stressed over having to pack at the last minute and worst of all, I forgot my phone when I left. It was a good thing mom was with me as the biggest thing I worry about is missing her calls and therefore, I don’t leave the house without my phone. We had a lot of fun on this trip but the best part was just getting to spend time with mom. I also enjoy spending time with mom because there’s a little part of me that wishes I never left home in the first place.
I’m just realizing this now. There was one trip I wish I never took. At the start of the covid pandemic back in 2020, my brother wanted to marry his girlfriend but her family lived in Alberta. Having listened to travel advisories from people such as Doug Ford, ETC, and hearing them say that isolation would be required for non essential travel, I prayed that we didn’t have to do this and I know mom did too. Mom and I both didn’t want to go for fear that we would contract covid and for my part, I had just been told days earlier by my landlord at the time, (I have moved since then,) that just by going on the trip, I would be forced to isolate for two weeks in accordance with covid protocols back then. Also, I do not like travelling by plane because it hurts my ears. They become blocked when the plane takes off. As I didn’t feel it was right to make me isolate if I wasn’t sick with covid, I did everything I could to try and convince him not to take the trip and he said I did not have to come but in the end I chose to come because mom was already going. As I had severe anxiety as it related to covid at the time, the supposed happy wedding and the festivities were basically put on the back burner as I worried about the obvious forced isolation upon returning. Numerous times throughout the trip, I was told by people such as mom, ETC that I wouldn’t have to do so. The problem was that by the time I started to believe it and returned home as normal, I was blindsided by the enforced rule by the staff leading to a big fight and the now infamous 41 attempts I made to call mom between midnight and 7 a.m. When I finally got through to her, her answer was of course not pleasant. The entire night, I got a total of 45 mins of sleep as stress over isolation when I wasn’t sick mounted to a point where I could no longer handle it anymore. It turns out that it was a mistake on the staff’s part for me to have to isolate at all.
Fast forward four years and covid, (while still existing,) is no longer considered a pandemic. However, my views on isolation have significantly changed. I have found in the years since covid was a thing that maybe isolation isn’t such a bad thing. I get to relax more in my apartment, watch movies and tv in general that I don’t normally get to watch due to always being out. I don’t have to worry about anything and the best part of all, I get sleep. Well sort of because mom still expects me to get up early enough to be able to get my scheduled call done with staff. The point is that I’m much more relaxed if and when isolation is called for due to covid protocols and to be honest, staying home is much easier on me now then going out anyway. Actually, at the time of this writing, coincidentally I am fighting a bad cold I caught at Christmas from mom. I officially began to get sick on December 28th and I have not used Para Transpo since then nor have I had any bookings scheduled since then. December 28th was the last day where I wore actual clothing as opposed to just my pajamas. The difference should be clear as day to those who have read this response to this point. It is in how I reacted to having to stay home in 2020 vs now in 2025. I’m actually hoping I don’t get better for a while as I have enjoyed being able to lounge around the house. No buses to catch, nowhere to go. I mean, if you ask me, it’s just like heaven and I know sooner or later I will have to go out again thus breaking a cycle of what’s now been a week since I’ve left my house, (I also did nothing on New Year’s Eve or New Year’s Day as I was still suffering from my cold,) not to mention this week has been very peaceful, but until then I will enjoy it while it lasts.
I just realized that I have written a lot considering I did not know what to initially write at the beginning of this but the point is that these were two memorable trips I’ve taken….one that I liked, the other not so much. I hope to soon be taking a trip down the aisle with a beautiful woman some day but I just have to find her first. I will have much more to write when this happens.
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