Cheers!

I have deviated from my normal morning by getting up and dressed before coming down stairs. I have got a delivery of food on its way...hopefully...but just now nothing feels normal. On Monday morning my cleaner should arrive but I am not expecting her..... its been a couple of weeks since her last visit and my house looks fine... This revelation is not a surprise really but it has made me wonder if I do really need her. Its the conversations I miss most....keeping the house clean is not difficult now there are no animals here. But we talk alot most days. I am now getting used to being silent too. I do admit though that I can be heard chatting to myself as I go around the house sometimes. I talk to myself but often address my husband too. He doesnt say much. But I can put in his words most of the time. Life sounds miserable now but actually its not. I often laugh outloud as I go...I discuss what needs to be done and then lament my failure to do it. Life in lockdown is fine...the radio keeps me informed...and I dont eat much. I am aware though that my oders of alcohol have doubled in the last week. If at the end of all this ☄I have become an alcoholic it wouldnt be the end of the world! I will do my best not to let that happen...but its one way of dealing with this strange period. So cheers! Dont worry no alcohol passes my lips until the early evening...but a drink with Sunday lunch was always encouraged by my husband... Ah....those were the days...