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Day 7 Monday 30th March 2020



Work day AKA the first day I have put make up on in over a week and worn actual clothes rather than pyjamas.

Home by 4pm (a complete novelty for a Monday) and normality, as I now know it, is restored with PJs promptly put back on.

Covid Cohabiting is going well. Not wanting to sound smug but I have found a good one. Nightly foot rubs whilst I fall asleep on the sofa, help with keeping Poppy entertained and he is very good at making sure my wine glass/tea cup/coffee mug is well topped up.

Hopefully seeing me today with some make up on and my hair brushed will remind him that I can look presentable and he hasn't coupled up with a Yeti.


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