My Monday morning meeting with myself was productive, but reminded me just how much I need to fit into this week. Lots of urgent jobs that need to be jobbed, plus several fun arrangements too (depending how the weather turns out).
A bit like they say about London buses – after a drought, this week I have two garden visits booked – one with a friend, and the other with Malcolm to celebrate his birthday. Both are favourite gardens that previously we could just turn up to visit, but now (understandably and reassuringly) we have to book in advance. Today we met with a couple of friends for a walk (but mostly a chat), and tomorrow we’ll be looking after granddaughter at our house. She hasn’t been here since November; we wonder how much she’ll remember. Plus there’s a still-secret plan for a fun outing at the weekend. However, having to do everything outdoors is definitely feeling difficult now that the weather has changed. As the weekend amply illustrated.
I began this week with a productive morning. Batch cooking our go-to pasta sauce seemed like (and was) a good idea, but would have been better if my ability to judge the capacity of kitchen pots and pans was more accurate. Still, I got it done. And while the sauce was bubbling away I jobbed several important admin jobs.
Somehow the morning rushed by too fast, and soon it was time to go to meet up with the first friends we’ve met in person since lockdown. Another ‘halfway’ meeting point for a walk in the forest and then flasks and cake together. So good to see them. They’ve had their own difficult times in lockdown, including close family illness needing one of them to become a carer, followed by bereavement and the difficulties of arranging a funeral in lockdown (thankfully at least a a time when funerals could be attended by several people; but a very different funeral from the one it would have been in normal times). So many of life’s challenges to navigate in such difficult times.
And now to bed – tomorrow can’t come soon enough for me. I hope you too have something to look forward to tomorrow, however small a thing that might be xx