Day 110 - Tuesday 7th July
I'm due in the office today but first I have to email a brief to a web designer, pack a lunch, start the dishwasher and the washing machine and put the oven on so hubby can cook the sourdough I prepared last night. On the way I hear that the chancellor has announced £3bn of funding for insulation, a preview of tomorrow's mini budget. I'm pretty sure they committed £9bn in their manifesto, but I guess it's better than nothing.
I'm first in, but the colleague I'm meeting today arrives soon after. We have our 9.30 call with the rest of the team then a client meeting that lasts almost two hours. I'm finding it difficult to do screen sharing for online meetings when I have to sit 2 metres away from the laptop and its owner; I think I'll suggest that we get a projector for the office.
On the way home I hear President Bolsanaro has tested positive for Covid. It really couldn't happen to a nicer guy. When I arrive, my son and his girlfriend are out; they have gone to the park apparently. I call him to check what time he'll be home for dinner - I only have to heat up the moussaka but I want to get the timing right as it's not so good cold. When they get back they want to make mojitos - they offer me one and I accept.
I'm still ploughing through my friend's washing which I brought home after her flood, and a have other things I need to get done as well. Hubby announces he's off to iron a few shirts and I work at my desk and wait for him to finish. It's gone 10 when I realise that he's probably finished and not told me; I'm right, he's watching formula one in the living room. We watch a fascinating documentary about how Pluto has liquid ice volcanoes and a smoggy atmosphere and, just maybe, the conditions for primitive life. I'm exhausted and grateful for the comfort of my bed.
I'm first in, but the colleague I'm meeting today arrives soon after. We have our 9.30 call with the rest of the team then a client meeting that lasts almost two hours. I'm finding it difficult to do screen sharing for online meetings when I have to sit 2 metres away from the laptop and its owner; I think I'll suggest that we get a projector for the office.
On the way home I hear President Bolsanaro has tested positive for Covid. It really couldn't happen to a nicer guy. When I arrive, my son and his girlfriend are out; they have gone to the park apparently. I call him to check what time he'll be home for dinner - I only have to heat up the moussaka but I want to get the timing right as it's not so good cold. When they get back they want to make mojitos - they offer me one and I accept.
I'm still ploughing through my friend's washing which I brought home after her flood, and a have other things I need to get done as well. Hubby announces he's off to iron a few shirts and I work at my desk and wait for him to finish. It's gone 10 when I realise that he's probably finished and not told me; I'm right, he's watching formula one in the living room. We watch a fascinating documentary about how Pluto has liquid ice volcanoes and a smoggy atmosphere and, just maybe, the conditions for primitive life. I'm exhausted and grateful for the comfort of my bed.
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