The Beginnings of Life in Self-isolation (20-22 March)
“No more covid.”
Not a prayer, although it is also my prayer. In this instance, it is a declaration or desperate plea, that I intend to have a covid free day. The multiple covid related tabs in the browser, have been relegated to just the one. The risk assessment is done and was sent at 3 pm. A sandwich of farewells two mornings in a row; the filling synchronised Netflix viewing and pizza consumption, with a cousin in Qatar.
Bliss… The needed balm to a top-heavy week.
I have known for a while that I don’t like being a leader, and have previously wondered why anyone would want to lead a country. However, if I was ever in doubt, this covid symphony of this week would have confirmed it. This hat, I would happily surrender to another.
The navigating of feelings, filtering of information, facilitating of discussions, filling out of forms, fielding and forwarding messages, and the beats go on and on… But a girl’s gotta do, what a girl’s got do, right.
Sometimes one just has to suck it up and get on with it. Do your part. Lean in, and press on… I’m grateful for the grace given to get through the week.
I braved it on the bike this morning. The ‘on yer bike!’ alarm that goes off at 06.50 3 times a week, was ignored 3 times. To be fair, I’m watching whatever is troubling my leg. God knows I don’t want to have any reason to go to the hospital right now!
A covid consumed week meant many things got ignored or put on the back burner. WhatsApp messages unanswered, unplugged from SM; my customary morning hour catch-up a thing of the recent past.
I made myself step away from the airline website. Closing – all bar one – of the multiple tabs it opened. In their struggle to survive, their ever-changing information is making my desire for a refund a struggle. There’s still time. I have up until 3 days before I’m due to fly. I conserved my headspace for what I can achieve now.
With a limited few hours to order something for Mother’s Day, I made it. Courtesy of the 7-hour time difference and a mid-week heads up of the day approaching. Courtesy of a cousin’s kind offer to stand in the gap on this occasion. I also found out that tulips generally mean perfect love.
You know, I didn’t even acknowledge my cousin’s kind offer. Offered because she knew covid related things had taken most of my focus. It was one of the many messages seen on the locked screen and then dissolved into the chat. Replaced by more messages and a funny video or two.
“Happy Sunday!” – As they say here.
Today I’ll have breakfast first. When will I stop deluding myself?
Church in bed. Church in 40 minutes! Another service at 10, why not? Church crawl it is. Though I’m not sure 2 services can equate to a crawl.
I made it half-way through Oti & Marcus’ salsa fun dance. Acceptance, for now such ‘1,2,3’ moves may not be the one for my leg.
A cup of fruit, while on an unplanned call with a mentee. Which prompted another unplanned call to another mentee/adopted little sister. I wanted to connect them, as they are on a similar journey. They could learn from and encourage one another.
As the day went on, uncertainty about what I wanted to eat, and what I wanted to watch. I sent out some messages, including the Words for today.
I felt rather tired. Maybe it is the rush and subconscious output of the week both wearing off and settling in.
Video called my Mum. She appreciated the tulips, and I hear they put a big smile on her face. I spoke briefly to my Dad, laughed out loud (without stopping) at some messages from my brother.
What did I eat today? I remember refraining from ordering a burger… Ooo, breakfast, or rather a late lunch was a leftover scone from Saturday’s farewell. Accompanied by a nutritious museli-granola combo, and Kopi Aroma coffee goodness.
Prepped for tomorrow, but there are some unknown variables. I require input from others before I can fully get my head around what will now be a virtual team retreat.
Drifting off on the sofa. Tomorrow is week 2 of WFH. Our literal reality, blurring with virtual reality. Tomorrow we will zoom our way through.