All or Nothing
06/07/2020 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaIt was Monday 23rd March that everything started shutting down in Oz. By the following week, all my part time jobs had gone and I suddenly had nothing to do and all day to do it
But because the places that I usually lurk when not working are cafes, libraries, museums and the zoo and they were all included in the giant shut down, that meant that I had to find new ways to spend all this spare time
Luckily I have the Lair all to myself along with a garden so I amused myself with gardening, sitting in the garden reading or doing housework or trawling on Twitter
I was going to have to get used to the idea of buying newspapers to read in the garden and to basically turn the lair into a private cafe
First step was to clear and clean the plastic garden table, to dust off the kettle and bone china cups and boxes of tea leaves or tea bags.
So I slowly got into the habit of lurking in the garden and once or twice per week venturing out to do shopping.
Middle May was when the cafes opened again for dine in customers but I quickly realised that reading the newspapers there was going to be a rare feature indeed unless I brought my own. I guess it is an obvious infection control risk
I did manage a few day trips to some little towns once the regional travel restrictions were lifted but once again mostly spent time lurking around the Lair
But as of last week, things are almost back to normal. The tree nursery where I used to volunteer on Fridays is back as was the charity shop. On Monday I also had some tradies turning up at 7.30am to instal roller shutters. So I went from endless snoozes and sleep ins to getting up around 7am 4 days in the one week
I had forgotten how much more I got done by getting up 4 hours earlier than 11am. I had also forgotten that it is strangely easier to feel wide awake at 7am than at 11.
But most importantly of all, last week reminded me that I had the best of intentions several times during those 3 months to get up early and either do stuff or go some place interesting but the lure of lurking longer in the serpent sack proved too tempting
However, getting up on time because I had made commitments to other people to turn up was no problem at all
I have occasionally made use of this silly trait to find sneaky ways of getting things past the inner saboteur
No need to do that any more because all the deadlines and get up times from this week on are external in origin
But because the places that I usually lurk when not working are cafes, libraries, museums and the zoo and they were all included in the giant shut down, that meant that I had to find new ways to spend all this spare time
Luckily I have the Lair all to myself along with a garden so I amused myself with gardening, sitting in the garden reading or doing housework or trawling on Twitter
I was going to have to get used to the idea of buying newspapers to read in the garden and to basically turn the lair into a private cafe
First step was to clear and clean the plastic garden table, to dust off the kettle and bone china cups and boxes of tea leaves or tea bags.
So I slowly got into the habit of lurking in the garden and once or twice per week venturing out to do shopping.
Middle May was when the cafes opened again for dine in customers but I quickly realised that reading the newspapers there was going to be a rare feature indeed unless I brought my own. I guess it is an obvious infection control risk
I did manage a few day trips to some little towns once the regional travel restrictions were lifted but once again mostly spent time lurking around the Lair
But as of last week, things are almost back to normal. The tree nursery where I used to volunteer on Fridays is back as was the charity shop. On Monday I also had some tradies turning up at 7.30am to instal roller shutters. So I went from endless snoozes and sleep ins to getting up around 7am 4 days in the one week
I had forgotten how much more I got done by getting up 4 hours earlier than 11am. I had also forgotten that it is strangely easier to feel wide awake at 7am than at 11.
But most importantly of all, last week reminded me that I had the best of intentions several times during those 3 months to get up early and either do stuff or go some place interesting but the lure of lurking longer in the serpent sack proved too tempting
However, getting up on time because I had made commitments to other people to turn up was no problem at all
I have occasionally made use of this silly trait to find sneaky ways of getting things past the inner saboteur
No need to do that any more because all the deadlines and get up times from this week on are external in origin
