I think I am doing this wrong.
So it is 10.52, and I am still in my dressing gown, two kids are outside with teeth that are glow in the dark, and one is studiously studying away – with zero prompting from me.
I am working, but man I look as rough as old boots as I do so, cos it is dress-down Friday – or in this brave new world, don’t get dressed Friday.
However, I have been succesfully working from home for years, so whilst the rest of you, scramble about, setting goals for the day, being accountable, factoring in cooking, walking etc. This is life as usual in my world.
It never used to be this complicated…
Someone asked yesterday if I was diarising my down time…
I was a home-working single parent before the Pandemic, and now I am a home working, single parent with 3 kids at home during the Pandemic.
I don’t have down time….
And the cleaning.
Now you are all at home, everyone has gleaming houses!
Again – I have been home for years, the house only shines when the sun hit the windows highlighting the dirt.
Why are we all cleaning? No one is fecking coming round to visit!
Even the postie knocks and runs…
As soon as Boris says this is over, I’m chucking dettol round the kitchen, spraying Pledge in the air, turning the lights down low and welcoming the world in….
You won’t even need to take your shoes off.
Take this time to make yourself beautiful….
Because you feel better when you have spent time on yourself.
Whoever decided that has never known the pleasure of waking up, spending all day, and then going to bed in the same set of lounge pants.
Got Zoom calls? chuck in a hair piece, wrap a pretty scarf around your neck and rummage your face in your make-up bag and see what sticks.
Life in Lockdown – am I doing it all wrong?