day 17

Another weirdly bad night’s sleep even though I was so tired? What is going on, I am the queen of sleeping

It’s freezing cold again, too cold to even put the clear coat down on the floor. It needs to be at least 10 degrees for it to dry. Might be worth doing a sun dance soon

Facetimed my darling Nia. V nice to hear from her and how London is doing. Both agreed that we are really getting into staying at home. We have become one with our inner Grandmas

I think I accidentally just paid £189 for a yoga app, sick

I did some yoga. Need to do the maths, but I’ll probably have to do it at least 4 times a day, maybe even 5, to get my moneys worth

Isaac made a rice/kimchi thing for lunch

Had an urge to clean the bathroom, felt much better after I did. This really is an interesting change. What if another outcome of this is a rise in contamination OCD?

Did some painting in the living room with Lydia and Bethan. Pocahontas playing in the background, that was nice.  I am sore and achy from yesterday. Sanding uses your whole body. Feeling a bit on edge today. Hormones and lack of sleep are definitely to blame

The girls are making a roast dinner, chicken!!! Will I manage to stay strong?

Bethan just handed me an espresso martini. Now that I’m an official Grandma (some would argue this has been my status for a while now), I am worried the coffee will keep me up. She made me a gin sour instead

The roast was insane. I obviously ate the chicken. Is it Sunday? Who knows