We rather gleefully congratulated ourselves on the fact that we did not spend the usual amount of money on take aways and restaurants that we usually do. It is a considerable amount. We did however make up for it when we stocked up for the initial lock down. But now we are heading to being able to go to the shops as we need to; I hope this is not a habit we cultivate again. Shopping for the month rather definitely costs less than random shopping. I have gotten used to not seeing Barbra at the tills every day, and fresh vegetables last longer on the shelf than they do in my head.
I am sure we will have the odd pizza delivered. We have been jonesing for a slice with extra garlic and avo. But let's not start the habit.
I am avoiding a visit to the scale. I don't think I have gained all the weight back that I have lost, what with my new driveway exercise routine and the discipline with which snack time is approached. Whichever direction my waistline has gone will reveal itself this morning. We have to pop to the pharmacy, so I will be putting on my jeans for the first time in a month. For the most part I have been in slippers or training shoes so I am ok in that department, another member of the household has done away with both trousers and shoes for the duration. Shades of Agador Spartacus in Birdcage.
Since appearances are the subject; I haven't shaved since I took off my jeans. It is the first time I have ever had a full beard. Bone white for the most part. And the eyebrows would make Ernest Borgnine jealous.
I am not fixing any of this. There are still 8 days left and anything could change. I am not shaving in vain.
Though there were far too many idle and wasted hours to be had, I can with pride say I have done everything on my list. I even added to it when the extension happened.
My one regret, is that I never learnt a language. I did learn a lot of other stuff but that is for another day.
One thing I have managed to do, quite late in the day, but I managed to get out of my own head. I was driving myself crazy. In the beginning I was worrying about everyone I know and love and whether I will see them again, then I became hyper aware of how I was feeling and breathing deeply and congratulating myself for getting through the day without coughing.
A good thing here is that I developed a habit of taking stock in the morning and starting my day with gratitude.
Too much time spent grieving over those I didn't know, worrying about the fate of the world and getting my blood pressure up by means of social media.
In spite of the terrible things that happened and tears shed for the innocents, I light my candle for them and at the same time a candle for gratitude, we are managing as a people to come through it. There will always be people who are unhappy with whatever decisions are made, detractors. I think our President has led us remarkably, he has weathered an amount of stress one can only guess at, but he has weathered it and led us with dignity.
This is my diary, these are my reflections. Who knows what happens next.
