I’ve been social-distancing for one whole week without even realising it.
As of Monday, my Company advised everyone to work from home where possible which I greatly appreciated. I usually take the London Underground to get to work, 45 mins each way and then a bus home too so that’s a lot of close contact with people I don’t know. My paranoia and anxiety had reached such a high that before the official advice had been given, I’d asked my Manager if I could practice social-distancing by working from home for a while.
I currently live with my parents so I have turned my favourite room in the house into a little office. It’s perfect for working from home as it’s up in the loft so i’m relatively undisturbed; I already had a desk in place as I used it as a dressing room, so I moved it to face the window and I removed all my make up and skin care etc. to another space.
Truth be told, I’ve enjoyed working from home. If I wasn’t so anxious about the world right now I’d be absolutely revelling in my WFH glory. Next week I plan to really make the most of it by getting up early, having a good breakfast, a cup of tea and going for either a walk, a run or read my book for a bit before I start work. I plan to take more regular breaks and get down to some tasks at work that I just haven’t had the time to do for weeks.
Today is my first official weekend of social-distancing. I say ‘official’ because to be honest, my routine is no different than it has been for the whole of winter. Both my parents are home and, thankfully, my dad is taking his health very seriously. I have given my bedroom a fairly deep clean and I plan to do the same to the ‘office’ tomorrow.
I’ve got big plans next Friday! My team at work are doing a virtual pub quiz and then after that I have more games planned with my usual Games Night group of friends, they’ve discovered some online board games that we can play so i’m in for a good evening I think.
As long as everyone stays home, I think I’m going to enjoy the next few months.