So, here we are in Week Seven of lockdown.
And how have we been doing?
Well, last week was all about car disasters.
I got a flat tyre during the one day that I ventured out in the car.
With the kids, of course.
Fitting the spare tyre while trying to keep the kids safely away from the road was not fun. My hands even got stung by stinging nettles.
A company came to our home to replace the punctured tyre, but I’d ordered the wrong one, so of course there was an additional charge and they had to come back a different day.
We also had a flat battery in our other car. Had to borrow a charger from a neighbour to get it going.
Oh, and both of our cars have MOTs due soon, but the government has granted a six month extension, so that’s one less thing to worry about.
This is my second week on furlough, and it still feels strange to have no contact with my colleagues. It is quite isolating. At the same time, though, I am quite happy being paid not to go to work…
Home learning is still going pretty well with my kids. We’re lucky to have lots of regular contact with their teachers, which really does make such a difference. And, of course, now that I’m not working I can give my full attention to the kids throughout the day, doing my best to tailor their learning to meet their needs and interests.
And yet. And yet.
I am now starting to miss my social groups; family and close friendships, banter with colleagues and nights out with old friends. A daily walk through the woods with the kids (as lovely as that is) is no substitute for a drink down the pub with a mate.
On the plus side, we’re growing stuff! There’s carrots in the middle, some kind of squash on the left, and I have no idea what’s on the right. It’ll be a surprise.
But enough about me.
How are you doing?