Day 79 - Saturday 6th June
I would have liked a lie-in today but I wake early and can't get back to sleep. I get up and watch the Story of Plastic movie . I have a call with my daughter about our plans for later - we're hoping to get together late afternoon but the weather doesn't look good at all. I spend the rest of the morning listing new products on my online shop and catching up on social media. My son goes to bed as I'm preparing my lunch. I should be getting on with some outstanding work, but I'm not feeling especially motivated. I set up the new products that arrived recently, including plastic-free hand sanitiser.
We had hoped to welcome back our airbnb guests next week - they are contractors working locally who want to avoid a long daily commute - but I find new guidance yesterday that makes it clear that this would be illegal, so I message them to put them off. Mid-afternoon we call off the visit to my daughter's house as it's raining lightly and forecast to continue for the rest of the day; we'll have a zoom call instead. I go to Mum's house to drop off her groceries, and she asks me to help her with her crossword and do a few chores. I pick up a potted plant in her favourite colour to cheer her up, although she seems in pretty good spirits.
Protests have been taking place across the World today in support of the black lives matter movement. I'm dismayed to see the lack of social distancing - BAME people are four times more likely to die if they contract Covid-19 so white people participating in these demonstrations actually threaten black lives. I want to be an ally, but I'm not prepared to demonstrate for anything at the moment and definitely not if my very presence puts at greater risk those who I am trying to support. I'm going to continue to look for ways to educate myself on the issues, and speak up whenever I see injustice. As I'm preparing dinner I hear on the radio arts programme about a play on the Windrush scandal that is coincidentally being released this week - that could be instructive.
The skype call with my daughter doesn't happen as she has a headache; we reschedule for tomorrow afternoon instead. We're having leftovers at hubby's suggestion - our son is in bed, so we take our dinner to the living room and watch The Wife while we eat. I receive a message from a friend who has purchased the new hand sanitiser from my online store, so I arrange a coffee with her for tomorrow morning. I have a brief chat with my friend who is still feeling ill and only has one antibiotic pill left; her GP won't be open until Monday and she sounds very down.
Today I am grateful for good health.
We had hoped to welcome back our airbnb guests next week - they are contractors working locally who want to avoid a long daily commute - but I find new guidance yesterday that makes it clear that this would be illegal, so I message them to put them off. Mid-afternoon we call off the visit to my daughter's house as it's raining lightly and forecast to continue for the rest of the day; we'll have a zoom call instead. I go to Mum's house to drop off her groceries, and she asks me to help her with her crossword and do a few chores. I pick up a potted plant in her favourite colour to cheer her up, although she seems in pretty good spirits.
Protests have been taking place across the World today in support of the black lives matter movement. I'm dismayed to see the lack of social distancing - BAME people are four times more likely to die if they contract Covid-19 so white people participating in these demonstrations actually threaten black lives. I want to be an ally, but I'm not prepared to demonstrate for anything at the moment and definitely not if my very presence puts at greater risk those who I am trying to support. I'm going to continue to look for ways to educate myself on the issues, and speak up whenever I see injustice. As I'm preparing dinner I hear on the radio arts programme about a play on the Windrush scandal that is coincidentally being released this week - that could be instructive.
The skype call with my daughter doesn't happen as she has a headache; we reschedule for tomorrow afternoon instead. We're having leftovers at hubby's suggestion - our son is in bed, so we take our dinner to the living room and watch The Wife while we eat. I receive a message from a friend who has purchased the new hand sanitiser from my online store, so I arrange a coffee with her for tomorrow morning. I have a brief chat with my friend who is still feeling ill and only has one antibiotic pill left; her GP won't be open until Monday and she sounds very down.
Today I am grateful for good health.
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