DVT DAY 240
Tuesday and I am back, Yesterday was a crap day and I felt lousy despite a morning work meeting and an afternoon session on the exercise bike in the shed. A combination of disappointment, anger and general pissed offness with life but mostly myself. So this morning I woke expecting the same and was not disappointed. When I find this place I go to the shed and write which is exactly what I did this morning after an omelette breakfast. I wrote stuff to me and letters to others until I had no more to say. I went to the post office and sent my mail, the rest I disposed of. After lunch I Christmas shopped. I had hoped to make presents this year from my jewelry making kit but I find myself lacking in skills, the time to adequately develop them and crucially I am lacking in creativity at the moment. So I resort to plundering others creativity and skills and fulfilling my Christmas present needs. All is going well along with the odd diversion into moss killer and path clear chemicals, I am making progress. disturbingly the laptop is very good at filling forms,including one of my cards apart from the odd crucial bit of information. It makes impulse buying so much easier but then that is the sole function of the internet.
I go to the garage gym and prepare to row. A friend calls me and we talk for the first time in what feels a while. A good moment in my day. I row a slow half hour to help me think and work off some of my tetchiness, which I follow with a race against the machine to get rid of some of the anger that is still floating around inside. I crush the machine over a 1000 metre race. Eat my wake machine I am awesome.
I am back and ready for this lockdown now, I’ve reset, I am not even sure I give a toss who wins the USA presidential election, but of course I will if that arsehole Trump gets in again. They are both older than me, I’m not sure why I am hanging back. Tonight I do nothing but watch football, the Great British Bake Off and think about more Christmas present ideas and possible things to craft in wax.
Lockdown starts tomorrow at midnight, I intend to make this lockdown my most productive period of me centred activity and well being as possible.
A little bit of virus isn’t going to stop me being me!
