When I left work in the middle of March on the very day it was announced schools, alongside almost everything else do do with “normal” life were closing, I still didn’t expect life to tilt so suddenly and completely. I’ve had a privileged and sheltered life thus far. No great hardships have ever darkened my door and I consider myself to have been very, very lucky.
We haven’t suffered a lot since March. We’ve had to adapt to life, like everyone else. I’d never done my grocery shopping online and we got a takeway so rarely I can’t remember the last one we had before this phase of our lives. I ordered facemasks for all of us, thinking even as I placed the order that this was a bit of a waste of money because we probably wouldn’t even use them.
I bought fancy hand sanitiser because the cheap stuff couldn’t be found in any shops. I bought cheap hand sanitiser when it was available again, and then realised I had been spoiled by the fancy stuff.
I haven’t been on a train, bus or Luas since the day I left the office in March. We stuck grimly to the 2 km rule, then the 5 km rule and then the rule about travelling only within our county. We resigned ourselves to cancelling family lunches in restaurants and then cancelling our family holiday.
We got used to home being work and work being home and everything being not quite as good as usual. I learned what SeeSaw was, and was secretly pleased at my children’s small acts of rebellion when some of the work really wasn’t something that they wanted to do.
Standards in our household dropped dramatically. We’re all wearing clothes that are a little bit worn, a little bit stained and a little best past their best. For the first time in my life, I don’t really care. I let my nails go au naturale. I didn’t wear makeup for weeks at a time. The house never really felt clean and tidy because we were all here, all of the time, doing all of the things (work, school, socialising) here without respite.
I know I’ll look back on some of this with rose tinted glasses, the way I look back fondly on other aspects of my life that weren’t particularly pleasant at the time. I know I’ll regret not “making the most” of this time. I should have started couch to 5k sooner/done more decluttering/organised some cupboards/written some more meaningful stuff/made Eldest Orchid keep up with her diary etc, etc etc.
But on reflection, we’ve been lucky and me and my family remember nothing else from this time I hope its that we are lucky and many haven’t been so lucky. And that wearing a mask and applying hand sanitiser 2,359 times a day once we leave the house are pretty comfortable problems to have right now.