AS GOOD AS IT GETS PHASE DAY 266

DVT DAY 281

A.G.A.I.G DAY 266

Monday, cue 8 o’clock mild panic. I need to clear the hallway before the decorators arrive and that means filling a Hippo megabag, moving a car and setting it up by the front hedge. So I ploughed on and lugged stuff out to the megabag until the hall way was clear. Target achieved by 8:50 and I have a meeting at 9 o’clock. Time for coffee, three ginger nuts and to set up the laptops in the lounge. At 9 o’clock I am chasing links from Zoom to Teams and back again.

For a few minutes its IT chaos as people grappled with getting on the right platform and getting through the hosts firewall and security protocols. We all eventually find a space on the screen and say hello. We prepare to meet our guest a half hour later and try to decide what we want from the meeting. Our guests arrives and we begin our presentations which were to lead onto discussions about the future nature of our work. Of course I cannot tell you the details or I would have to kill you.

Our guest leaves and we take a quick break before retuning to our beloved Zoom platform and continue with our meeting. Of course if I told you the content of this bit of the meeting I would have to kill you again. Enabling environments can be tricky things.

The meeting ends before it was scheduled to due to medical reasons and we all went our different ways. Time to grab something to eat and to realign the day. Time to clear the kitchen and to deal with the post.

I spend the afternoon continuing to clear things up and tidy up some of the house chaos that has resulted from the decorators being let lose on the house. Eventually I sit down to organise an updated to do list and think about what I am going to be doing for the rest of the week. I settle down to read a chapter in my latest book to research the paper I am writing about the learning from the enabling environment work. Its strange stuff and I am rereading some old theoretical stuff about group behaviour, or at least perceived group behaviour. By tea time I’m ready for some TV and a programme on the development of the COVID vaccine. Fascinating stuff and fun to watch scientists becoming celebrities and being rather taken aback by the experience. Along the way my new set of five string banjo strings arrived followed by the dozen gold candles I had ordered.

So I plan an early night to catch up on my sleep deficit. I need to train and get back to a routine but while my environment is disrupted I find it difficult to settle and to do the things I want to do in the way I want to do them. It is discomforting and I miss not being to be able to be myself.