The UK is now on Day 22 of its ‘official’ lockdown.
I was going to write a different post – a much more political one – but decided against it. These discussions are needed, of course, but there are people far better qualified than I am to spark necessary debates. There’s a lot of finger-pointing and ‘pandemic shaming’ online at the moment, and I don’t want to add to that. Instead, I’ll document my own lockdown experience – because as I said before, writing is a brilliant way to deal with new situations.
To be honest, I don’t have anything very exciting to report. I was already working from home and keeping in touch with family via Skype/FaceTime/Zoom pre-quarantine, so not much has changed. The biggest adjustment is that now Edward is also here full-time and we share my office. I was a little worried that we’d get on each other’s nerves, but it hasn’t happened yet. We just try to be mindful of one another’s personal space and alone time.
Other than that, life under quarantine really isn’t that different. The lockdown actually came as a relief – streets emptied out, people started respecting the physical distancing rules and my stress level went down. I still have fears and concerns, but I don’t feel more anxious than usual. Either there’s something wrong with me, or the years of therapy are finally paying off!
It probably helps that work has kept me busy. I landed a few translation jobs before this all started and handed over the last of the files only yesterday. Perhaps my mood will change now that things are slowing down…
Still, I look forward to spending some time on other stuff this week. I want to sort through my stash before ordering yet more yarn (it’s an addiction) and I’m really hoping to finish Sock #2 today so I can cast on the next project.
Our cosy little house sadly doesn’t have a garden, so we’re somewhat limited when it comes to enjoying the sunshine. Thankfully, we’re still allowed outside to exercise and there are plenty of public footpaths, farmer tracks and quiet lanes around for us to explore. Even the cats get their daily ‘walk’ (grass-chewing session would be more accurate) on the tiny green space across the way!
Autumn is usually my favourite season but this year, I’m all about spring. Our village is currently full of flowering bulbs and blossom trees. It’s a soothing reminder that dark days don’t last forever…
How about you? How are you coping with social distancing? How do you keep busy?