No days are really busy during this enforced semi lockdown but some are busier than others. Yesterday I kept busy all day - I did this by slowing down and taking the day carefully - and I felt very good at the end of it. My usual method, which I find hard to break, is to go at everything like a bull at a gate as they say and that usually ends in exhaustion and frustration. The night before last for no reason I can think of I slept extremely badly. At half past one I got up and made myself a pot of tea and two slices of toast and marmite and read my book for an hour and a half and then I dropped off on going back to bed but only slept intermittently. So last night I slept very well indeed, waking to go to the bathroom at five this morning and then going back to sleep again and sleeping until a quarter to nine. Brilliant.
Today is not a day when much is happening. It was raining when I got up and had obviously been raining all night but now the sun is out and there is a light breeze. It is almost lunch time and as my ready meals have just arrived I shall have Sausage and Bean Cassoulet for lunch and serve it with peas and tenderstem broccoli before I freeze the rest of the meals. Then Percy and I will take a stroll round the block and I shall be back in plenty of time for our weekly Zoom meeting when friend W and I meet P and D from Windermere for our weekly chat. A local friend, A, has just rung me for a nice chat. We are a similar age and he also lives alone and has a son who lives locally and 'keeps an eye on him'.
Any odd moments will be taken up by reading another chapter of 'The Rules of Civility' by Amor Towles, which is almost as readable as his previous one 'A Gentleman in Moscow' which was our book group choice the month before last. And then, of course, there is Monty Don and Gardeners' World on television this evening. So all in all not a bad day. It is interesting how we have adapted to it because it does look as though it will be bad again over Winter so we shall be kept in. Because that is more than a possibility I have sent to West Yorkshire Spinners for an easy pattern and some sock wool and I hope to knit a couple of pairs of warm winter socks. I hope my friend C is not reading this - I started knitting a teddy for my great grand daughter just after she was born. She is four in December and I still have not finished it and she is now much too old for it. From time to time C does remind me of teddy languishing in the plastic bag in the cupboard near where I am sitting to type this.
Sausage and bean cassoulet calls. May pop in again later if anything of interest occurs.