Wednesday here in New Zealand and I am beginning to rise up out of the fog of Damn Covid.
Covid is SO TUESDAY.
Yet here we are.
When I first got Covid (on Sunday), (forty first time ever), I thought oh yay. Isolation! No interruptions to my writing. I am not home. (I am travelling in New Zealand) but I set myself up in the hut in the wild garden and prepared to write. I thought about making a bed desk. Posting every day. For the life of me I never imagined I would get sick!
On Monday I read a book. A stupid book.
On Tuesday I watched Shogun, beginning to end. I have thoughts.
Now it is Wednesday and I am pulling down all the curtains (one whole wall of the hut is glass) for washing, and throwing out the mats to clean the floors. These windows are going to have a good wash! Inside and out.
I am SURE this is not how things were meant to go. What happened to my production. My writing. Two days LOST!
1. We cannot underestimate the impact of a desk. I like to write at a desk or table. And. No desk in this little hut. It is a catch all for old furniture and bags of discarded clothes but no desk. Though there is a very big, very comfy, very warm bed.
2. That headache. I have never felt anything like that before.
This week so far – and I know it is only Wednesday – has been a wash.
The good news
I am making farm plans. And I will need help to help R and I. So:
I have re-opened my subscription to the WWOOFER site. Once I am approved again I will begin to tidy things up – and then see who approaches.
It will be different. Maybe fewer farm students at a time, just for the summer and at this point only for a couple of weeks at a time. But building the farm back up needs help. And I intend to build it back up.
So there we have it. A little pebble thrown out into my pool to test the waters again.
Fuck it. I am going for a walk up the abandoned pathways, while the first curtain washes. Enough of this being locked up already. I just cannot do it for one more day.
C



29 responses to “There is Good News and Bad News”
I wish I could send you a small, elegant wooden writing slope so you could write on a firm surface but still in your lap or in bed. My late BIL, the cabinet maker, made one for my sister, and it’s a thing of beauty, small and portable, but with little drawers for paper and pens. But then, you like to travel light, so it would become a burden. Never mind. Get well soon.
Sorry to hear Celi .. I’m late with blogs you must be out and about again