Friday - both good and bad

Friday has always been a special day of the week. When I worked full time Friday was always my favourite day as the weekend started. I also never ever taught on a Friday afternoon all of my time at TH. When I started there ... goodness me how times have changed ... every member of staff had an afternoon off each week. (It really meant a lot of your non contact time was lumped together but still. My predecessor told me the head always had Friday afternoon off - well who was I to argue. So for the first few years, I wasn't even in school on a Friday afternoon. In later years it was my pre-prep afternoon - which I loved. It meant I got to spend time with pre prep classes and play with dollies in reception! I loved it. Before all of the lockdown, Friday was our date day. We made a promise we would not work on Fridays and so Friday used to usually include a nice picnic lunch somewhere, a film and a meal out. Now Friday is both the worst and the best day of the week. Nigel does the shopping on a Friday morning. I hate him doing it. I am so scared for him and worry that he won't remember 'the rules' of what to touch with gloves, what not to touch, etc etc. I sit on tenterhooks when he is out and then comes the sorting. Anything that can be gets left in quarantine for three days. Everything else is washed with a bleach and soap solution before being put away. The kitchen is like a hospital with a sterile field. He then delivers the food to the neighbours - 4 house drop off today - and then everything he has worn is washed, all surfaces and handles and doors - even though he hasn't touched them, are washed and disinfectanted, clothes are washed, and then, after handwashing over and over, then it all over! Phew. And after the utter stress of it all, comes the euphoria that it is done and we don't have to leave the house, other than for our safe daily walk, for a whole week. Who would have thought our life would revolve around this. And if your ead through all of that - well done. You too can celebrate!

 

I have been digital scrapping the last two days as it is iNSD coming up so I have been prepping with new kits for that.

I do have some paper scrapping I can share though - and a bit of art.

 

I was given this frame with a tryptich mount and wanted to do something with it so I sat and painted this scene yesterday - not from a picture or anything but just from imagination.

 

 

I also made this cushion which isn't great but I was pleased I completed it  (I am currently working on an incredibly complex blanket)

 

 

 

Finally we completed a jigsaw over the last couple of days. we love the jigsaws we have been doing but oh my this one was a hard one. It was 15000 pieces, slightly too big for our board - which is the largest size board you can buy - and it was incredibly complex and you had to look at the picture for every single piece. We had photos of the image on ipads so we could both see it closely. What a sense of satisfaction when we finished.

 

 

 

 

Oh and I promised a scrapbook page

 

 

A paper page of gardening

 

 

 

 

And a digital page for a challenge on spinning

 

Today I am thankful for

• shopping done and over for another week
• a sense of achievement from projects completed
• our continued health

 

This made me laugh today - a real telling off!!!

 

 

 

 

And THIS is what I call art - just wow.

 

Comments

[Barb in AK]

I do know what you mean about the grocery regimen. Oh, for the days when Steve and I would stroll down the aisles at the grocery store, joking and laughing, and totally enjoy being together (even at that place).
Once, we were standing in an aisle laughing about something one or the other of us said, and a lady stopped her cart near us to say, "You two sure look like you are having fun grocery shopping!" I will admit, it's always been a weekly pain in the neck, but now it's just a nightmare I had never imagined. Only one of us can go in the store, no strolling--it's: get it and get out, and nearly everything you need right now is "not available." There is no fun to it anymore, even if Steve could go in with me. Then once home, it's time to disinfect not only the products but the car handles, the car keys, the lightswiches, knobs and pulls and handles, etc. So totally exhausting. Change of clothes, then drop into bed for a rest from the stressful sequence.
We have our groceries delivered these days, but it is even more disheartening, as we expect around 60 items to arrive, and we end up getting maybe 20 at the most. It's tough getting used to this "new normal." We keep our masks and gloves on as the delivery person sets the bags inside our garage door, and as we wipe down everything possible from those bags. So wearing, and I am not getting any younger. Our stamina seems to be ebbing away at times!
Enough of that "pity party."

Thank you for sharing your lovely layouts, and for allowing us to see the awesome puzzle you all have completed. The largest jigsaw I have ever accomplished is a 500 piece. Steve doesn't have the patience for them. It's a nice quiet-time activity for me. I can only work on them a small portion of an hour, as it hurts my back to stand over the table for too long. Stay well! <3