I don’t know about you but despite the general pace of life having slowed down since the pandemic debuted, I’m still finding that I need theses ‘week and a bits’ off every few months. Our days are simpler in many ways with so many restrictions in place but we also have that much more uncertainty and new territory to navigate in our daily lives. The complexity is draining. The projected long term implications on every aspect of our lives as a result of these ‘unprecedented times’ are overwhelming. I know I could avoid reading the news about what may lie ahead but at the same time being ‘prepared and informed’ is part of my DNA.
My new bottle of a favourite perfume arrived in the mail last night. Much like my barefoot in the work car park stairwell on the way home photo, it illustrates just how deeply my life has been impacted by Covid 19. In the grand scheme of things, very much at the first world problems end of the spectrum. I still have my job, I still have the same hours and salary that I did back when the world was more certain, I can meet all my bills, the household diet has not suffered due to financial constraints (time constraints, definitely, though), my family is healthy.
I have the week ahead with the little guy, pottering around the house and beyond. Making our own fun. We have a new terrarium. It’s meant to be watered every fortnight. I wonder how tall it will grow? What do we do when it outgrows its cylinder? Will living in a terrarium alter its growth rate? So many questions.
