I haven't writted about lock down at all in my blog because to be honest it's been pretty okay for me. Well to a point. Actually probably not, I think I have maybe been lying to myself. Well it has been absolutely fine another than my initial fear of the outside world and my lack of motivation.

I had planned on doing a seperate section in my blog for lockdown and documenting my journey, but to be honest I haven't done anything exciting well at least not until May when we got our allotment; so I've had no need to really and it probably would have been a pretty boring read. I have spent a lot of time talking to myself when on dog walks, which I suppose would be exceptional dribbles if they had been recorded but to be honest I don't think I'm brave enough to post my isolation rants; I may be an extrovert but that's going to another level.

So, for the first month of official lockdown I refused to see anyone and got aggy with my family if they even mentioned leaving the house or them doing things they shouldn't be. I was certain that my Asthma and PCOS would be the end of me and under no circumstance was I risking it. I think I might have accidently shielded myself without even realising it.

But I have been at home now, isolated from the world, for 74 days. It feels like forever but also like it's flew by all at the same time. I got sent home from work on the 19/03/2020 and was stood down (furloughed) on the 26/03/2020. Not all of this time has been me cooped up refusing to see anyone or do anything, Rona has kept me kind of busy, albeit not as busy as I should have been with 74 days at home. But I definitely have thanked the break from the 8-5 life, and am absolutely 100% enjoying my mid-life retirement. During this time I have:

- Tried to quit smoking and failed,
- Tried to stop biting my nails and failed,
- Lots and lots of walks and phone calls and visits from my baby bro, he's kept me strong during this whole thing, definite rock
- Many leftover delivered, visits and walks thank you mother for not allowing me to hit rock bottom
- Done a bit of DIY, new curtains, bedroom stripped back to basics, garden re-arranged and pottered, outdoor tap installed
- Drive bys to wave from a distance because we missed each other
- Killed my car battery, Lewis fixed it!
- Done lots of baking / cooking / eating healthy
- Too many quizes
- Discord Rona D&D
- Lost a bit of weight but toned massively
- Lots of pictures of animals receieved from my friends farm (absolutely adorable and a definite mood booster)
- Many a group chat with friends / family / babies / pets
- Long and relaxing walks in the country
- Food delivered to me (I could get used to that bit)
- Allotment gained
- A few tears had
- Visited my friends and their baby for her 1st birthday
- Walked to my grandmas for a garden visit
- Just a couple of arguements, mainly because of my aggy mood
- Cut my hair off for charity
- VE day celibrated on my front drive with scones, cakes, buntin, and drinks
- A couple of walks with my big bro and my neice
- I've applied for voluntary redunancy and have a new job to start in July
- Tried all the trends, as you do... Joe Wicks, baking, TikTok. I've done it all.

Not really anything worth writing about, although it has been an interesting journey to say the least; and definitely something none of us will forget.

June is the month. With only 1 month left before I'm back at work full time, and lots of others going back to work today, I cannot sit and waste this month, plus it's the month I will be turning 27. So I will be trying my upmost to get up and going and get that spare room done!

I'm not looking forward to going back to the grind, and have grown to like pottering around doing my own thing all day. But a new job, a new start and a new adventure is exciting all the same.