Isolation Diary II: When Adulting Is Hard
Have you had days during this social isolation thing when adulting was hard? When you wish that someone else would be the adult in the room?
Have you had days during this social isolation thing when adulting was hard? When you wish that someone else would be the adult in the room?
Maybe it’s time to play around with styling those hard to style pieces in our closet. Now that we have so much more … time.
I’ve been reading and listening to royal biographies lately. Falling down a myriad of royal reading rabbit holes in the process.
During these desperate hair times, I have resorted to desperate hair measures. I gave myself a Covid hair cut. Yes I did!
I had a wobbly weekend, my friends. Felt a bit of isolation anxiety. But like those toys from the seventies, I wobbled, but I didn’t fall down.
I think that the pandemic has changed how we define the term “luxury.” It’s more about small pleasures to be savoured, than extravagant purchases.
What’s your “Isolation Diary” look like? Have you fallen into a rhythm. We have. And it’s a rhythm that I find very comforting.
We’ve been to a fictional afternoon tea party, today. We’ve shared good food and drink, great conversation, and lots of laughter. Just what we all needed.
There’s nothing like a little gentle reading to help us cope with all this pandemic stuff. Gentle reading and cheese scones. Works for me.