Yesterday was a good day. It was a good day. For many reasons it was a good day. From waking up to see a message from Goldfinch in my inbox to collecting my beautiful brown sourdough bread from the bakery.
I was supposed to start work at 11am. I decided to start at 9am – don’t tell a soul – so that my colleague would have some help. I won’t get paid, but it does not matter. It felt so good to be helpful. It felt so good to see his face light up when he realized help had arrived. It was very busy again. But we did so much work. I am working today too with my manager and another colleague. We will be able to get a lot done whilst closed to the public (we are closed on Sundays).
When I finished work, I passed a shop that I go into about twice a year. I buy a particular product from them. It is a big tub of lavender lotion which says it makes you sleepy. I have almost finished one pot and I decided to go in an buy a new pot. The lady at the counter told me I had just made it on time. They were about to lock up and they will be closed for the foreseeable future – basically until the government say we are passed the danger zone with the …you know. As I paid for my product we started chatting away. She seemed anxious, so I gave her a few little “words of wisdom”.
Anyway…she ended up giving me a carrier bag full of products for free!!! She was so so sweet. She said I was the first person who had made her feel hope. I bought one product and left with hundreds of pounds worth of her stock because she felt better after we had chatted. I could not believe it. She was so kind. I left feeling really overwhelmed.
Then I headed to the supermarket. I am used to seeing empty shelves now. At 6pm I was not expecting to find much, and I am glad to say the supermarket was virtually empty of shoppers as well as products. I have seperated all the non-perishable foods I own and put them at the back of the cupboards just in case I have to self-isolate. I go into the supermarket now just to buy fresh food (and to see if there is any toilet paper). I came away with the last bag of salad on the shelf, vegan sausages, a vegan pizza, some fresh pasta, basil, parmesan and pine nuts so that I can make myself some pesto and…a packet of maple syrup and date granola. I will admit I bought some granola on Wednesday. I am not hoarding granola, but I could not resist the thought of maple syrup and dates, so I bought it now. I used to only have granola once or twice a week, but at the moment I am having it every day with either just hot water or with stewed pears (yum!) and I love it! Granola for breakfast, home-made sandwich for lunch, and something with salad for my dinner – fresh pasta or whatever is left on the shelf by the time I arrive at the supermarket.
I had another little shopping victory today. Antibacterial hand soap!!! Not for me. I have soap. But my sister can’t find any up where she lives. She has been looking for a fortnight and has not found it anywhere. So, I said I would look out for it. I have been looking out and so far not seen it…until today. There it was bright blue antibacterial hand soap waiting on the shelf for me to come along and take it home with me. She is trying to teach her kids to wash their hands regularly but they have only had hot water. Well…now they will have soap. I am sending a large bottle of alcohol gel hand sanitizer up to her as well.
Aaaaah sigh! It was a good day. Jack was waiting for me in his car when I arrived home from work. We went for a walk keeping a couple of metres apart. It was strange but we talked about it before. I need to be a bubble of isolation so that I can do my job. He has been trying to keep himself in a bubble of isolation all week because he is heading to a country which has so far less than a handful of cases of …you know. He and I had our last evening together before his flight tomorrow without the physical affection we both longed for. Sad hey! He drove back to his place after our fond verbal farewell. He said some beautiful things to me. I was rather lost for words I am afraid to say. He also brought me back four of the toilet rolls he took last week. That is good. I am pleased with him for that.
So….you see each day you give…and somehow at the end of the day you are better off and happier than you were at the start of the day. We are living through a crisis. Work is intense. But somehow, I have never felt so loved and so glad to be alive. I am sad that I don’t know for certain when I will see Jack with the world being a state of topsy-turviness. But I am counting my blessings. He is a wonderful man who wants to use his life to help others. I would like to live happily ever after with him (and have a hot fling with Goldfinch every once in a blue moon – don’t tell either of them I said that! I am joking!)
I have a job that is keeping me busy. I will be in a position to help out financially any of my family who struggle during the coming hardships that may affect them in coming months. I have amazing colleagues. I have an amazing family and circle of friends, most of them volunteers who are keeping in touch. All of my belongings fit into a suitcase (and a carrier bag of creams, lotions and potions from a lovely lady who owns a fancy soap shop), but I have everything I could ever possibly need and more… and now… I have four toilet rolls to add to the one that I had left in my bathroom.
I went to sleep and drifted off into sweet sleep and dreamt about climbing trees and swimming in a beautiful lake. I am dreaming of this earth being a paradise and both the human family and all other creatures being happy, healthy and safe.
Life is sweet!