It’s been a challenging time in many ways. Being at home, for me, isn’t all that different to the time before quarantine.
My anxiety at going to the shops has increased. There was the initial fear of contracting the virus, an additional worry when I considered I was one of the people ‘most at risk’.
But so far, so good. Though they do talk about a second wave and therefore I feel I need to be as vigilant as ever.
I did miss the going to breakfast, lunch and dinner. Though that was aided by the cafes being closed and so there wasn’t much alternative. I cook a lot anyway so that just meant cooking more.
I did find it intriguing watching people adapted to staying at home. One friend posted a theme in their house for each day and that was entertaining in itself as they went to a lot of trouble to keep themselves occupied. There were people who dressed up to put out their garbage bins with some extending that idea to bring in of the bins.
We did a big clean-up of the shed. When I hired a skip to throw all our rubbish in, the guy I hired from told me he was booked up for the next several weeks as people were home doing what I was doing and cleaning up their places.
I managed to get a lot of reading done and like all books you pick up some were better than others.
I did manage to pick up a savage stomach bug during this time as well and that laid me low for about ten days. Thankfully it wasn’t the virus but it was nasty in its own particular way.
So my quarantine time was/is as I’ve stated above. Thank goodness for blogging.