There are a lot of things I like about lockdown. It’s not all bad. I like the fact that I don’t need to do the school run. I like the fact that I’m not always rushing from a to b. I like working from home. I like the fact that we all eat our meals together and we are for the most part eating well (although that kfc yesterday was fricking awesome). I am loving cycling again. Its been about a solid 15 years since I rode a bike and I love the feel of the cool spring air as I whizz through my suburb. I like that lockdown happened over spring so we are getting glorious bouts of sunshine and warmth. I like the fact that on my daily walks I can actually smell the flowers and it is intoxicating and uplifting all at the same time. But what I love the most is having my husband home with me. I like the fact that i Interrupt his work days to deal with spiders. I like that he is parenting with me and I don’t have to deal with the madness of home learning and cooking a million meals all by myself. And I love that now the kids bother him and not me because he is as solid a presence in their lives as I am now, instead of only being there in the evenings. I love that when those dreaded 4 words are uttered “I need a poo”, they are directed at him! Bahahah! I haven’t wiped a bum in weeks. Bloody brilliant. I also like the fact that all the inane chatter goes his way and he has to answer questions about whether you can overpower an Egyptian god with hot sauce. In the middle of his working day may I add. The answer is apparently yes in case you were wondering. So, while yes, lockdown is hard in so many ways, it is also glorious in so many ways.
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