Quarantine diaries: day 6

 I cannot believe how much life admin I still have to do. It's been 6 days, and I have scheduled myself two full hours in the morning to sit at the computer and work my way through correspondence, and getting my online life in order, and I am still adding things to my to-do list. There are addresses to change over, email subscriptions to cancel, life bureaucracy to research (turns out everything is dependent on me making an in-person visit to the RTA and print out many, many forms), and if I ever feel a lull, I can always catch up on the news. Was there always so much news in the world? It seems like everyday is some life-altering decree or data that sends life on another tangent. 

I feel like I must be losing some of this lockdown weight. I know too many people who have what they call "unhealthy relationships with food" and some kind of body dysmorphia, to feel entirely comfortable discussing weight and food, but the simple fact is I ate far too much and too richly over the last 6 months, with the completely viable excuse that it was one of the only ways I could get any kind of endorphin rush, and now I am the heaviest I have ever been in my life. I do not want to be "thin" and realistically know that even "fit" is too much for me to maintain with my lack of interest in all things active, but I would like to lose a bit of this wobbly spare tyre that has taken up residence. Between the controlled meals, lack of snacking, boredom drinking (of water!) and discipline in my exercise (which started off as a mental health pursuit, really) I am hoping to get down to at least pre-corona levels by the time I finish my 14 days in here. One can hope!

Film review time: The Devil All the Time. First, the good folks at Netflix Party ought to prioritise being able to share videos across different types of devices. Not everyone is using a laptop. Next, the film. It was a long time before the trailer stars appeared in the show, which wasn't bad or good, just, noticeable. Plenty of Peter tingles and admiring Tom Holland's profile/silhouette, and R. Pat would make an excellent Randall Flagg if he had just a little more glower in him. The ending was a bit meh. 3 stars.