Day 55 - Wednesday 5th May
I wake up feeling ropey again - my windpipe feels irritated, as if I'm going to develop a cough, and I feel a bit shivery although I'm not dizzy today. I can't stop worrying about whether it's Covid, although I have been so careful it's hard to imagine how I could have caught it. I have no time to waste this morning as the job application I didn't get done yesterday needs to be in by noon and I have a live-streamed funeral to attend at 11.
I get the job application done by 10.30 so I shower and get ready for the funeral. I have no idea how these things work so I dress appropriately in case I'm on camera; it turns out it's a one-way live stream so I could have kept my pyjamas on, although this would not have felt appropriate. It's a lovely service and there are around 10 family members there, more than I thought would be allowed. After the ceremony one of my friends suggests the social group who knew the deceased could have a zoom together to remember her, which is a fantastic idea.
My afternoon tea delivery arrives right on time and I message my friend to see if hers is there - she responds excitedly so I know she has it … I quickly set up a zoom so we can chat while we eat. She is absolutely thrilled and I'm so happy that I thought of it. While we're lunching on tea, hubby pops out to the bottle bank (we have a lot to deposit!) and takes the sweet vendor to the post office. While he's out the other one sells. I haven't the heart to tell him as he had to queue ages to drop off the other one. It can be posted later in the week.
At 1 I have a call about a possible job opportunity which goes really well and we arrange a follow-up for next week.. At 3 I have another call with a contact from my LinkedIn network which goes equally well although with less prospect of a direct employment opportunity. I receive an email from the contact I spoke to yesterday about the youth coaching opportunity and another offering me an interview for a job I applied for weeks ago. The world suddenly seems full of possibilities - it's a good feeling. By 4 I am brain dead and suggest a walk to hubby, but he's already been out today and doesn't feel the need; the weather isn't as pleasant as it has been, with a chilly wind, so I waste some time on social media to rest my brain.
At today's government briefing they announce that primary schools will go back on June 1st - although apparently class sizes must be limited to 15 which is half their usual size so they'll need twice as many teachers. House viewings can also now take place, under some safety guidelines, so I can no go and visit a stranger's house but not my daughter's. The restrictions still feel pretty arbitrary. I try to log on to the Covid symptom tracker app to log my new symptoms, but it doesn't recognise my password and the reset email doesn't arrive. They have published some data today which demonstrates its value in predicting where increases in transmission might occur.
It's pasta night … spicy spag bol for hubby, while my son and I have a puttanesca derived from my new favourite parmigiana recipe, which my son twigs. Another episode of the Great British Banquet and then bed.
Today I am grateful for opportunities.
I get the job application done by 10.30 so I shower and get ready for the funeral. I have no idea how these things work so I dress appropriately in case I'm on camera; it turns out it's a one-way live stream so I could have kept my pyjamas on, although this would not have felt appropriate. It's a lovely service and there are around 10 family members there, more than I thought would be allowed. After the ceremony one of my friends suggests the social group who knew the deceased could have a zoom together to remember her, which is a fantastic idea.
My afternoon tea delivery arrives right on time and I message my friend to see if hers is there - she responds excitedly so I know she has it … I quickly set up a zoom so we can chat while we eat. She is absolutely thrilled and I'm so happy that I thought of it. While we're lunching on tea, hubby pops out to the bottle bank (we have a lot to deposit!) and takes the sweet vendor to the post office. While he's out the other one sells. I haven't the heart to tell him as he had to queue ages to drop off the other one. It can be posted later in the week.
At 1 I have a call about a possible job opportunity which goes really well and we arrange a follow-up for next week.. At 3 I have another call with a contact from my LinkedIn network which goes equally well although with less prospect of a direct employment opportunity. I receive an email from the contact I spoke to yesterday about the youth coaching opportunity and another offering me an interview for a job I applied for weeks ago. The world suddenly seems full of possibilities - it's a good feeling. By 4 I am brain dead and suggest a walk to hubby, but he's already been out today and doesn't feel the need; the weather isn't as pleasant as it has been, with a chilly wind, so I waste some time on social media to rest my brain.
At today's government briefing they announce that primary schools will go back on June 1st - although apparently class sizes must be limited to 15 which is half their usual size so they'll need twice as many teachers. House viewings can also now take place, under some safety guidelines, so I can no go and visit a stranger's house but not my daughter's. The restrictions still feel pretty arbitrary. I try to log on to the Covid symptom tracker app to log my new symptoms, but it doesn't recognise my password and the reset email doesn't arrive. They have published some data today which demonstrates its value in predicting where increases in transmission might occur.
It's pasta night … spicy spag bol for hubby, while my son and I have a puttanesca derived from my new favourite parmigiana recipe, which my son twigs. Another episode of the Great British Banquet and then bed.
Today I am grateful for opportunities.
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