The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines the word Languish as an intransitive verb

1a : to be or become feeble, weak, or enervated – “Plants languish in the drought. “

b : to be or live in a state of depression or decreasing vitality – ” languished in prison for ten years “

2a : to become dispirited

b : to suffer neglect “the bill languished in the Senate for eight months”

3 : to assume an expression of grief or emotion appealing for sympathy “languished at him through screwed-up eyes”— Edith Wharton

So here I am with vaccination rates in our area over 70% fully vaccinated and 95% with the first dose and we are coming out of strict lockdown. That the Eurobodalla Shire (Hobbitsville to us) where we live has not suffered as long a lockdown as Sydney or Melbourne but, nevertheless, it has had an impact on everyone. This includes being cranky that people from the same household cannot accompany one another to stores i.e. supermarkets etc to getting absolutely bored with loved hobbies.

I love to read, crochet, knit, do jigsaw puzzles and play computer games. But after nearly 6 weeks of having nothing but these, they are becoming less enticing.

The house maintenance is so up to scratch hubby is looking for stuff to do and is now on hands and knees sweeping special sand between concrete tiles to get a good seal so that no mold or weeds grow. Everything around us is tickety-boo.

And yet, with the prospect of visiting friends, having morning tea at coffee shops and getting to see family again, I find myself tired and listless. I don’t want to go out or make an effort to host visitors. My body feels tired all the time even though I walk every day and do Pilates twice a week via Zoom.

So I’m languishing as per 2a in the definition. And, from what I read, I am not alone. We have wound down so much that our bodies and minds have gotten into a rut that will take effort to get out of. A psychological rut it seems.

But I miss my kids and grandkids and I miss getting out and about in our little caravan and seeing other people. So I will get of my slightly rounder rear end and take my languishing brain and get out and about as of next Monday. I will hope with all my might that no numbty will come down here with Covid-19 so that, even though vaccinated, I get a mild dose. Although I feel it is not a matter of if, but when for this to happen. A bit like the flu. I get a vaccination for it every year and still, every 3-5 years, I will get a dose. Although not a bad one and no need for doctors or hospitals. I guess that is living with Covid.

The past two years, as it is coming up to the 2nd anniversary of Black Summer, have been something quite different. I believe our lives from here on in will have to become different too. We will have to make lifestyle sacrifices to overcome the forecast dastardly effects of climate change and we will have to live with Covid and we will have to change.

We will have to change how we view our current economic model of constant growth. In nature and humans constant growth is totally devastating and so it is with economic growth. We have wrecked our planet and as so many signs say, “There IS NO planet B”.

With the lockdowns we have all had time to think and, hopefully, have seen what our politicians are doing to us and can see what has to happen. In the next few months we will have local, State by-elections and a Federal election. I sincerely hope we can get it right and get people in power that will see the need for change, and are brave enough to enact the required changes.

But, unfortuately, I think our political scene is languishing as per 2a and 2b above.

Okay, I have to buck up now, find my natural optimism and keep going.

If you want to show your colours about climate action, go to CANsign and get a sign and put it in your front yard or window. Tell the world you want change, you want a world our children and grandchildren can survive in.

PS CANSign is a not-for-profit organisation that is purely set up to allow individuals and organisations to show their colours and buy/design/produce signs for Climate Action Now (CAN).

Author: C.M. Sheely

C. M. Sheely began life in the cold climes of Europe, emigrated to sunny Australia at an early age, spent time in the Royal Australian Navy, worked all over Australia and South-East Asia as a construction project manager, travelled around the world and ended up as an IT geek in Canberra. She and husband Michael finally settled down in paradise on the South Coast of NSW and for Cat, semi-retirement. She still gets a buzz from PM-ing IT projects. Otherwise she spends time writing and working with the Eurobodalla Fellowship of Australian Writers Evening Group on writing, editing and e-publishing their collective efforts in the form of novellas. Cat’s had multiple short stories published as well as several professional articles.

One thought on “Languishing”

  1. Beautifully expressed Cat. Succinct and clearly identified the challenges we need to face and changes we need to make. Somehow we need to raise people from the malaise that many find themselves and instill belief that individuals can make a difference.


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