It was a rough start today. I woke at about 1am choking. My throat hurt, I couldn’t stop coughing, and I was super hot. Given the current climate, I naturally went into full panic mode. Then I realised that I hadn’t turned the aircon on, was sleeping under a duvet and a blanket and I had been sleeping at a funny angle so probably couldn’t breathe.
Is anyone else convinced they have Corona every time they cough!?
It took an hour or so before I got back to sleep. My brain went into overdrive and once it starts, I cannot stop. Thankfully, despite yesterday’s nap, I was tired so eventually I fell back to sleep and woke up a bunch of time later with no symptoms at all!
That didn’t mean I woke up happy. I didn’t. I woke up miserable and not wanting to get out of bed. I tried to cheer myself up with Tinder chats. Some are so funny at the moment. Because they can’t straight away ask for a hook up (and no, I don’t do them at the best of times in case you were worrying!), they are having to try and make an actual conversation. They don’t have the ability. So pretty but so dumb. Naturally, it’s fun to use my full English on them. Normally that cheers me up. It didn’t this time.
A couple of hours later, hunger got me out of bed. That, a chat with my best friend, and a M&S Hot Cross Bun (chocolate and salted caramel!) made me feel slightly more human. Not entirely but at least I crawled out from under the duvet and started to type.
That was the highlight of my day. I couldn’t snap out of it at all. I didn’t even have the ability to do my Spanish. I was convinced I would mess it up and fail and derail Mum’s efforts too.
Not even watching the men digging the hole for no reason that I can fathom yet, cheered me up.
I’m not going to bother writing anything else. There was nothing else remotely interesting or fun to report.
Much love, and stay safe xx