It dawned on me this afternoon.
The feeling. It was the same.
“You’ve got that lockdown feeling… oh that lockdown feeling
You’ve got that lockdown feeling and it’s gone, gone, gone
Freedom is gone.”
Ok so I am being cheeky changing the words to The Righteous Brothers. But that feeling of same, same, same, same, same house, was starting to seep it’s way back.
On a Monday, I would work from home. Maybe a quick shop to the bakery before picking up baby girl from school. then we were off! Straight to her swimming lesson, where she would get changed into her swim gear there, and have her lesson. Before the lesson she would sit with her swim buddy, and they adored each other, so I would be privy to all kinds of kid-crazy knock knock jokes before they ran amuck in their lesson.
During the lesson, I would email, message, write to-do lists, check social media. Then the other half I would chat to a parent there. She would get changed, then we would head home where she showered, I would start on dinner,.
Dinner was her and I. Hubbie was at basketball on Monday evenings.
And it would start all over again – the clean up, the get ready for school/work the next day. He would get home late, and we would spend what little family time we had before bedtime.
Pre-lockdown, I left the house. I was more social. I was busier.
Today… well I worked from home. Same.
Baby girl slept in ’til 11am. 11! She did like one homeschool task while I worked, and when I finished for the day…
We headed up to the balcony. We had our coffee/babycino break, in her words, to “enjoy the last day of Autumn.”
I defrosted outside.
Downstairs, still home. Washed two sinks worth of dishes as I helped her with more homework.
After that, I edited a story for a competition. She played on her ipad before getting called out by the neighbours’ kids, and then proceeded to yell over the fence with them until it got dark.
Hubbie didn’t have basketball. Things have been cancelled. Like the swimming. Like school.
I prepared dinner slowly.
After we ate, we worked out this maths symbol challenge together, and then as I cleaned up, listened to Hubbie and baby girl do a crossword together.
Sure, we can’t go out, or do the things we used to do.
But we’ve been able to relax a bit. Stay together more. Slow it down a lot.
I will take the bad, but I will also take the good. 💖💖