Six weeks in and there’s little or no sign of life returning to the old normal. Are you in the groove or are you finding it more of a trough?
For those of us in a retirement bubble, it’s probably more of a groove. We started a new jigsaw yesterday. The DH is engaged on a major project involving his collected years and years of slides: that allowed for a slide show last night. Were we ever that slim?
Where we might be thinking of life as a trough is in missing family. There are lovely conversations, but it’s never going to replace a big hug, is it?
And there are two of us. I continue to fret over those folk home alone.
In addition to the jigsaw, there was some ironing, the lovely online service from the team at Mayfield Salisbury, Chicken and Plum in hoisin sauce from Hello Fresh and celery soup from the freezer. Began to read another GH at bedtime: A Civil Contract, having finished The Reluctant Widow. Lost at Scrabble. DH has read 5 PGWodehouse. I’m at 6 GH but A Civil Contract is one of the longer ones.
WIP – Um!
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