How can I be so busy in lockdown that my 10h00 Friday post arrives at 10h15 or 10h30? Many of you will have been able to go back to work and out for a drink or a meal with friends (or at least will be able to do so in the next day or so). But the virus is thriving in the area in which I live and all advice to us is to stay at home.
So I am.
And you would have thought that by now I would have exhausted my wool supply and not have any knitting left to do, written myself to a standstill, and watched every re-run and box sets that TV offers.
But I have not. Oh, the only thing I have exhausted is my supply of exam pads. When I write my journals with God, I use A5 notebooks. Over the years my friends have spoiled me with some beautiful notebooks I have kept for ‘special occasions’. Well those special occasions have come and I have been enjoying using notebooks with pretty covers and wonderful smooth writing paper. What a treat. Thank you to everyone who ever gave me a journal. I still have one left before I have to move on to some small school exercise books (with thin paper!), but perhaps I will source another beautiful one before I finish the last one in my cupboard.
But exam pads. Who would have thought I would run out of exam pads? And why is that important? Well you see I, together with half the world population probably, decided to keep a journal of lockdown. I didn’t want to use one of my pretty journals, and I didn’t know how long I would keep writing so I thought I would use loose leaf sheets. I grinned as I hefted my supply of exam pads – one new one and half a used one. That’s great. Plenty of writing opportunity there. But that was when lockdown was going to last for three weeks – or five weeks – or thirteen weeks? Eeek! (as they say in the movies). I have five sheets of paper left! What happens then? I guess I will have to destroy some of those little school exercise books.
And why am I so busy? Two important deadlines are looming ever closer, and I have just received two books to edit. My blog keeps me on my toes (usually) and my journals are also time-consuming. Then I walk, and cook, and eat and sleep, and every now and again make an expedition into town. So why don’t I buy an exam pad? Well, you see, last time I went they were out of stock. Completely. Not one to be had.
So there you are. I’m sorry I’m late today, but life is happening with a vengeance. But otherwise, all seems to be well.
Oh, by the way, does anyone have an exam pad they can spare?
Yes in Ireland no flour could be found! Baking took precedence. Gardens are looking fab. Homes are looking chic. Many painted etc. Hot houses built which is good for organic food. Bless you and hope you get your exam pads soon. Keep up your good work. X
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Thanks Yvonne. Me too! Might have to write on the back of my hands otherwise! Keep safe and God bless you
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