Back in February, I promised it wouldn’t be quite so long between blog posts. Then, the coronavirus (CoVID-19) happened and everything veered off track. While some people suddenly found they had much more time on their hands, this wasn’t my experience.
The week of 9th March was the week before I was due to travel to the States to visit family…it was also the week CoVID-19 hit Britain (or, to be more accurate, the week that we became aware of how serious the situation had become). I was trying to get started on a new editing project, which I was due to pick up again once I returned from my big trip. But, with everything going on, I could barely concentrate, let alone prepare for either leaving the country or suddenly staying. It was stressful, to say the least.
It soon became clear that I wouldn’t be able to go—the airports I was due to travel to had closed and it was too dangerous to travel anyway. What if I wasn’t able to return to London for many months? Besides the increasingly frightening and surreal situation, there were all the details of my (complicated) trip to suddenly rearrange and no way to figure out how to do this (let alone get through to the airline). Eventually, I managed to rebook my international flights and spoke to everyone I was due to visit to give them the disappointing news. By this point, London and most of the rest of the world had locked down. My partner was working from home, making our cramped front room his office while I opted for a “standing desk” in the kitchen, i.e. the countertop (we live in a small, one-bedroom flat, which also contains lots of books and two large cats). Before we’d locked down, we’d each had a close call with the virus, having come into contact with a suspected or confirmed case. However, we both remained (and continue to remain) well.
In the weeks to come, we struggled to shift to a new working routine, alongside all the fear and concern we had—and continue to have—for friends and family, several of whom are vulnerable. The world seemed to change overnight and to become a vastly different place to the one we knew.
Over time, we’ve managed to adjust to this new reality. As my partner has several video meetings a week and I’ve been trying to continue my martial arts training, it’s been a challenge requiring discipline and a strict schedule at times. We’ve found self-care, patience and kindness to be critical, not to mention chocolate biscuits, when we’re lucky enough to find them :-). Each week the situation becomes a little easier in some ways and a little harder in others.
So, amidst all of this, I let my posts slip. Now that I’m more firmly adjusted and the situation feels a little calmer here in London, I’m hoping to get back on track.
Meanwhile, I hope that you, your families and friends are healthy and safe, and that you haven’t been too adversely affected by this situation.
Until next time, stay safe and stay well.