As lockdown changes, my reflections on it found it to be a mixed bag.
In this huge swathe of time without commitments I had no desire to learn Spanish or how to play a trumpet and motivation to exercise daily with Joe Wicks fizzled out after a month. I made one banana loaf and a batch of biscuits. But I revamped my yard and up cycled some furniture. I also felt super lazy and stayed in bed all day reading once till 6.30pm, had some 3 hour steaming baths, and I still didn’t keep on top of the laundry. I walked along the beach tops most days, did Pilates by Zoom twice a week and meditated every day for 3 months. And managed, for the first time in my adult life, to get my stress levels down to a 1.
I had times where I felt teary for no reason and odd days when I felt flat and lethargic. But in the most part my experience was a positive one. The biggest plus was spending lots of time with Maya, the most time we’ve spent together since pre-school. We watched TV, lots of it, favourites were Big Little Lies, When They See Us and I May Destroy You. And played lots of the card game Shithead (when Maya was young, we called it threes-a-piece, much more civilised 🥴).
Did it teach me anything about myself? Only that I cannot blame a busy life anymore for not keeping on top of the laundry.
Our gorgeous Jasper being the sociable feline he is loved that he had people to sit on 24/7, we think he loved it anyway, you can never tell with cats.
Yardening when the weather was gorgeous
I spent hours walking on the beach and along the beach tops
In the early days I had a few sleepless nights that saw me up at sunrise
And this time saw two hugely important issues for our country – the NHS and the Black Lives Matter campaign