Well, here we are at the start of week five having been told by our government that it’ll be another three weeks in lockdown. Sheesh! I’m getting rather used to it. My typical day is starting to look like this:
7.30 ish - realising that I’m awake I get up with a “Wow! Another day!” I open the curtains and the door, listen to the bird song and enjoy the peacefulness (at least while Gareth sleeps on). I open my iPad, and settle myself with a meditation app; unless the iPad needs charging in which case I potter about aimlessly and browse Facebook on my phone; unless my phone needs charging in which case I put the kettle on and stare into space for a bit.......which is all my meditation amounts to anyway.
8.30 ish - Gareth is usually up by now and on goes the news. I resign myself to the fact that I’ll be subjected to it several times before the day is over.
9.30 ish - one of us decides that it’s the other’s turn to make breakfast. Neither of us remembers which of us did it yesterday so whoever’s hungriest makes it. By now Gareth is buried deep in his laptop and I have been right through my Facebook newsfeed, about to start on Instagram, WhatsApp or Pinterest.
10.00 ish - I remember that I promised myself not to drop standards and I get washed, dressed, make the bed and wash the dishes (only if it’s my turn to wash them, mind you). Gareth is somehow ready before me and impatient to know if I’m coming for a walk. So are the dogs.
11.45 ish (often later) - we’re back from our walk and it’s time for a snack, a cuppa and a decision what to do with the rest of the day (Gareth has already decided - laptop). I pick up something intelligent to read and settle in for a long read. I manage 30 mins. The news will be coming on again soon anyway, so there’s no point getting too involved. I check Facebook, WhatsApp, etc. again.
1.00 - The News. Nothing new since this morning. Gareth decides its lunch time, even though he’s had a couple of snacks since the mid-morning snack.
2.00 ish - we each try to look busy so that the other makes some lunch. We eat while Gareth studies his laptop, I contemplate the new stack of dishes needing a wash, the clutter that has appeared around us and all the interesting and worthy things I could be doing. The thinking and the lunch makes me tired so I take a nap.
4.00 ish - afternoon tea. That sounds posher than it is. The outside beckons again, if I haven’t been out there napping, and the dogs are wondering whether there’s a play opportunity. It’s an opportunity to meditate again; well, staring into space for a bit anyway.
4.30 ish - I’m motivated to do something useful and/or creative so I spend about 30 mins browsing Pinterest for ideas, then send some messages on WhatsApp.
5.00 ish - it’s the Government daily briefing so on goes the TV. The news is grim. TV stays on into the main and regional news and suddenly it’s time to argue about whose turn it is to make dinner. I’m the one who has to come up with a meal plan otherwise we’ll be eating tuna pasta...again (which would have to be pesto pasta as we don’t have any tomato sauces left and I still can’t get tinned toms anywhere)
8.00 ish - the TV is still on, we’ve started on the wine and there seems little point in doing anything very useful now. It’ll soon be bedtime anyway, so we settle to watch something, anything that is vaguely entertaining........ before The News.
9.00 ish - snack time
10.00 - The News
11.00 ish - Gareth comes in through the door with the dogs and I realise I’ve been asleep on the sofa. Time for a bedtime drink.
11.15 ish - I climb into bed with a nice little read leaving Gareth in the sitting room with his laptop. I snuggle down with my book, read a paragraph...............zzzzzz
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