Hey Briony, How’s iso going?

I just worked out now that I’ve been on lockdown for nearly five weeks. Five weeks of wearing nothing but gym clothes and ordering the most random things on the internet.

In the last five weeks I have purchased:

  • Ylang ylang, vertiver and lavender essential oils (the minimum purchase was 4 bottles of ylang ylang, I might start a black market for this stuff)
  • A garlic press (because I couldn’t buy minced garlic at the supermarket)
  • 12 plants
  • A blanket
  • A fake bouquet of flowers
  • A vase to put the fake bouquet of flowers in
  • A spice rack
  • something called a heated shiatsu massage cushion (actually very glad about this)
  • A plant stand (because I bought 12 plants)
  • 2 books (which I genuinely forgot about even ordering)
  • A. Lot. Of. Wine.

Suffice to say, none of these were essential items (except maybe the wine), but this is apparently how I’m coping with the lockdown.

Because here’s the thing about this lockdown. It’s vital, and necessary, and important but I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN JAPAN.

The four weeks prior to the lockdown I was like Homer Simpson chasing his spit roast. China was in lockdown? Japan’s still good! Flights are being cancelled? Mine aren’t, Japan’s still good! The Australian government doesn’t want me to travel? Nah it’s still good! There’s a unilateral travel ban for all international travel? It’s sti– oh alright fine.

Was I devastated? Absolutely. Was I naive when I declared July would probably be fine? Ha, you bet. For the foreseeable future, no one is going anywhere.

And you know what? It absolutely sucks. It sucks because I work in the travel industry and most of my day is spent with people calling to cancel and telling me I’m going to be unemployed soon. It sucks because I haven’t been on holiday since 2016. And it sucks because I can’t even go back to Tasmania to visit my family.

But every time I get down about this, I try and remember that it could 100% be worse, and it definitely could be. I still have a job, and let’s be honest iso is a hermit’s time to shine. I’ve seen a lot of posts about practicing gratitude and I am very grateful – but I did not appreciate what a luxury sitting in the park reading a book is until the option was taken away.

The hardest part is that no one has any definite answers. Is my job secure? When will we be able to see our friends again? WHEN WILL I BE ABLE TO GO TO THE FOOTBALL? People ring my workplace and demand to know when holidays are possible again, and get mad when we can’t tell them. Uncertainty is a horrible place to live in, especially when up until now the world revolved around people dealing in Facts and Certainties and Absolute Concrete Opinions. None of that seems to apply right now, and it’s definitely scary and frustrating.

But it’s not all bad news. The weather is beautiful, the leaves are turning and I’ve just about walked up and down every street in my neighbourhood sticky-beaking at the houses and finding Pokemon to catch. And now that my commute is 30 seconds instead of an hour, I can theoretically go for a walk in the morning and spend time cooking dinner.

Of course, I don’t. I lie in bed playing Candy Crush while my cat judges me, and I order takeaway while I binge watch the original Star Trek. Because it’s iso, it’s not a twelve step life reimagining workshop.

It’s okay.

It will be better.

I still don’t know what this blog will be yet. Please send me questions/suggestions/videos of pets ruining gym sessions.

Bx

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