Today is another first of another month and who knows what day it is. It’s Lockdown Living and I’ve had 2 walks and a swim,in what should have required Wipers, Wellies and Waterproofs. Surprise surprise, I had one out of three and yes, you guessed right, not so waterproof afterall. More drowned rat doing an impression of resigned nonchalance. (Helps being Irish, I’m used to the rain)
What does one do with the rest of the day? It’s not even lunchtime yet ! LOL as “let’s go around again” comes on the playlist. Throw everything into the washing machine, ignore the state of the place, and retire to a comfy chair near the fire with a book. If, like me, you can picture in your mind the setting as seen in hygge styled houses – I’m with you in spirit. Reality bites in my case, so this is how it is…
Fire is lit, dog is panned out on shaggy sheepskin rug in front of it. That’s where the idyll ends, cos the telly is on and Himself is watching soccer – (granted he doesn’t have it easy either. Things are bad when he’s watching the women’s FA cup final … Don’t ask.. suffice to say they all have long hair and appear to be flat chested – and yes I’m allowed to be pass remarkable. I’m running out of usable letters in the alphabet if we’re talking about cups …. (another story for another time perhaps🙄)
I can’t watch another bloody match. So the headphones are gone on and I’ve abandoned the book. This is me 👇
Can anyone relate? Who else does this? C’mon – be honest
Scroll through Instagram
play a few games of “Words with Friends”
flick through and read the mostly depressing, online news – we’ve lost another legend – best ever 007…Sean Connery)
I fall down a rabbit hole (was it really 2 hours?) and emerge like squinty square eyes herself, looking for the reading glasses that are not on my face, but ARE doing an admirable job of helping my hair to look better😇😇 I’m still in a hump over not being able to go further than 5km from home. Even though on a day like today, if things were “normal” (now cringe every time I use the word) – you wouldn’t put the dog out in this weather. Except we did, we even went with him voluntarily. Well spotted. You have to get out to save your sanity. Yes! I keep telling myself I’m sane.
Music in my ears, hot drink within handy reach, tapping away here, things could be worse. It’s dark out already, Winter is here. It’s Sunday, by the way. I checked 🤓
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