grumpyf1

I was furloughed from my job at the start of April. Since then, I’ve worked a grand total of about 15 days in over three months. For the first time in 30+ years, I wasn’t working... but I wasn’t on holiday either. My partner was still working and, for the first couple of months, guidelines said you shouldn’t go out more than once a day to exercise, other trips should be for essential shopping only – well, you know how it goes, right? I don’t doubt for a second that millions of people have had/are having a very similar experience to me. A Covid-19 emotional roller-coaster: Initial response: WOW! Look at all this free time! I’m going to get all the odd jobs done, decorate, read, watch TV, write, better myself... the possibilities are endless. My God – what an opportunity! About a week later: Huh. This isn’t nearly as much fun as I thought it was going to be. Since then: F*** me, this is boring. I like a routine, so I’ve wound up with new ones, which just a few months ago woul...