Quarantine diaries: day 3.

 I sorted a VPN and BAKEOFF! And more importantly, BAKEOFF CHAT! Getting up at 5am was no biggie (I think I've got some lingering jetlag that I am using to my benefit while it lasts), and then it was nice to do something normal. Admittedly it was all prefaced with the distinctly ab-normal PM's address, from which I took the message that it was all our fault that the virus was still hanging around, and Johnson was a bit fed up with the whole situation and here are some new rules for us plebs. The show was everything we need and the "bubble" that the production organised means that hugs and tastings are as they were in pre-covid times, which is amazing.

Had my first-of-two swab tests yesterday and can attest that the stories I have heard are all true and it is very quickly done, but distinctly uncomfortable. I thought the lady was trying to access my eyeball via my nostril. Hopefully I get no call, which is the all-clear. 

I am enjoying the lack of decisions to make. The lockdown followed by quarantine (which is an escalation of all lockdown rules) seems to have bestowed upon me a pleasant sense of learned helplessness, which I know should be a terrible thing, but fighting it at this point seems not just inefficient, but counterproductive. Who am I going to fight about it? It frees the mind a bit. I guess I could use the freedom to do something more creative, but wallowing in a metaphorical mental bath of nothingness is super comfortable. 

Racing to get pants on after the knock yesterday, I had the excitement of both catching my food delivery lady in the act, as well as saying hello to the swab nurses. Those may be the only 3 people I see until day 10. I was accused of swotting up on the names of all the bakeoff contestants (usually we use incidental nicknames until about halfway through the season), but I think my lack of human interaction recently means that my monkeysphere has vacancies and my tv friends are just slotting into them. Going to the wedding in 3 weeks may be actually overwhelming. 

The theme of yesterday was "bureaucracy". I have about 3 errands that can only be run in person at an RTA (or whatever they're calling them now) in order to get my life restarted here. I feel unproductive, but not for a lack of trying!