So we start the 2nd week of lockdown and it’s another sunny but nippy day. I woke up with Fabian sitting looking at me which made me jump out of my skin “what are you doing” I asked, “I am waiting for you to wake up, i want to get up but didn’t want to wake you” oh bless him it’s pretty unusual as he usual wrenches my eyelids open if I don’t wake up straight away. I dragged (not physically) Millie out of bed so we were all dressed and ready for Joe’s workout, to say she was reluctant would be a huge understatement so I pulled rank and told her she had to. Lined up in our tiny front room we got stuck in and it was all going very well until Lola ran behind me, Millie made a grab for her so I didn’t stand on her but she bent down just as I did my superman jump punching her square in the face. Our routine went from bad to worse when Fabian came back from getting a drink decided to jump over me and landed both feet on my thumb I carried on regardless but on inspection later I had a whopper blood blister below the nail. I wish I had recorded us, we were more like Three Stooges!
Home schooling went much better today, we tackled Apostrophes, past and present tense, adding money, spellings were great, he wrote his diary by himself and did a few maths sheets that looked like they were written Aramaic to me but he seemed to know what he was doing! It all fell apart after lunch so we called it a day and I painted the front room, now if there is ever a job I had started and really wish I hadn’t this was it! I did not take into consideration that I can’t use a roller or brush for more than 5-10 mins before the pain from my carpal tunnel starts and I’m now slathered in volterol gel. Thankfully Gary came to the rescue and finished the walls for me but don’t think he’s a hero, he has taken three separate weeks off with the promise of decorating and the closest he got was to buy paint and a roller kit! So now I’m stuck sleeping in a room with paint fumes but at least it looks clean and crisp again.
I am feeling a lot more upbeat today, partly buoyed up by the countless memes on Facebook, please keep them coming I can’t be the only person laughing out loud at some of the brilliant things people put together and we all really need a laugh right now. As well a being a teacher, cook, cleaner and decorator today I’ve had to listen to questions such as “I’ve twisted my bits, how do I untwist them?” “Why does the dog lick her fanny” and my personal favourite “was I a ninja before I became a witch” other slightly weirder things like “Ive got a hammer, Michael Jackson lent it to me when I went to his house” he prattled on about that for a while before moving onto how he was going to be a spy and they don’t have to do maths…….my head is mush!
Just toast for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch then As it was getting late by the time I’d cleared up from decorating I decided to put the roast dinner on hold until tomorrow and did homemade chicken burgers instead much to my children’s delight.
I briefly watched the news, someone’s only gone and pinched a Van Gough, I didn’t think it would be long before the scum started to surface. The new Nightingale hospital at the Excel centre is an incredible feet, the thought of 4000 people being in those beds and many never leaving is horrendous. The social distancing and strict lockdown has slowed the progression of the virus but it’s still expected about 1000 people per day will be infected at this rate. I still refuse to give Bodger and ounce of credit for handling this, the focus should have been on saving lives not our economy and the lack of preparation is beyond belief, we could have been building ventilators months ago and securing stocks of ppe and test kits for hospital staff at the very least anyway enough of a rant over that The Lost Boys has just started and it’s still one of my favourite films…..will ever I grow up? Millie’s gone to bed but I’m still not tired so found a series called Freud which seems very appropriate me but halfway in I’m finding it a bit frightening so heading for bed!
Wow 04:15 and I’m still awake, I’m going to regret this tomorrow/today you know what I mean, I might as well stick the coffee pot on now.
Life but not as we know it 