What to do? (80)

Today is my first (and only) day of work this week. To be honest, I haven’t got a clue what to do. There is some stuff that I could do, but my mind is flat lining whenever I try to come up with a plan for today. Whenever I try to focus, my mind wanders into the unknown future. The truth is that I don’t know what my work will be the coming weeks, months, year. I’m lacking perspective on new payed for jobs and in this new reality I’m not sure how to land new ones. At the same time I started a podcast and I haven’t figured out how to push it forward beyond publishing the two interviews that I’ve already done. As Daughter is home full time, the Man and I have to find a rhythm to take care of her, play with her, while the other can work uninterrupted for a few hours. But he is involved in some interesting paid for projects and I’m not. Therefore it only seems logical I spend more time with Daughter than he does.

I see a lot of entrepreneurs, small and big, adjusting quickly, seeing opportunities for new types of work. I wish I could think as creatively about my work, but for now I’m just too tired to think of anything else than curling up in bed with a book to escape reality.

There is one idea that I hope I can put into action. Writing stories is my preferred way of dealing with stuff. As we are now living in a different country than a few weeks ago I want to write a series of short stories from this new country. Over coffee, the Man suggested a great name for this new country. As I’ve always been intrigued by Scarfolk Council I want to see if I can take a similar approach.

That’s it for now. More tomorrow. Or later today.

Door |2020-03-20T12:47:28+02:0020 maart 2020|366, flow|0 Reacties

A normal morning (79)

It’s Thursday. Today feels like a normal day. I usually take care of Daughter on Thursdays, so I just went about as any Thursday. Get up, have breakfast, play with Daughter, take a shower and head for the shops. Daughter on her bike, me on foot. Daughter sees or hears something, asks questions about it and I answer her as best as I can.

While walking through the neighbourhood I saw people in their home office talking through the phone, many kids gathered around the kitchen table to do schoolwork under supervision of their parents. All families are working on new routines.

Luckily most of the shops were open in our local shopping center. I bought stuff that the supermarket doesn’t sell: felt tips and stickers for Daughter and shampoo and conditioner for myself. We then went on to the bakery. It is the place we often go for a coffee and a cookie after our two kilometer walk to the library situated next door. As restaurants are closed, I wasn’t sure the bakery would be open. But as a food producer it is still allowed to stay open. Obviously we couldn’t sit down for a coffee, but we bought some cookies to take home (coffee to go is also still an option). Afterwards we passed the supermarket. I bought some bananas which were on stock after a few days of empty shells.

When we got home we had coffee, banana and chocolate chip cookies together. Just like we always do. The rest of the day I’ll be busy cleaning the home, folding the laundry and other things that need to be done around the house. Just like I always do on Thursdays. It almost felt like a normal morning.

Door |2020-03-19T12:54:42+02:0019 maart 2020|366, deze dag|1 Reactie

Out and about (78)

My work is less deadline prone than Man’s work this week, so I’m Chief Daughter this week. As a result I’ve spent more time outside than I normally do. Luckily these first days of social distancing are blessed with wonderful early spring weather. A bit on the chilly side, but plenty of sunshine, which we’ve been seriously lacking this past winter.

This morning Daughter and I made a round through the neighbourhood. We had a coffee at a friends’ place. I just wanted to check in with them, but they invited us in. It did feel a bit awkward to step inside, but we washed our hands and kept our distance. A minor gamble. My friends have teenage sons, one of which is preparing for final school exams. The other son had his first online class interaction. To be honoust, I’m impressed how quickly schools adjust to online teaching.

Afterwards we went to the parc. We are blessed with a large green space close by to play football, bike freely and have a (distant) chat with other parents. Daughter’s closest friend lives adjacent to the parc, and she was playing there as well. It’s a pleasant way to spend the morning watching those two girls play together.

I do suffer a bit from bore-out. Entertaining an almost four year old all day long is not exactly mentally challenging. Daughter is currently in a phase that she finds it difficult to play on her own. That makes working in between nearly impossible. Especially considering the endless stream of questions she fires at me whenever I long for a bit of quiet. Yay for her curiousity, but she just never stops. Explaining things when normal life just turned upside down makes it even harder to answer the never ending ‘why’.

Nevertheless I managed to enjoy the hours outside with Daughter. Nothing is normal and yet, a lot of things keep being the same.

Door |2020-03-18T14:31:32+02:0018 maart 2020|366, deze dag|0 Reacties

Finding a new normal (77)

Now that it’s clear that the virus is here to stay, my government explained (a bit) what to expect. A long period in which nothing will be normal. We can’t stop the virus from spreading, the only thing we can control is the speed of spreading to prevent hospitals from being overrun with patients. In the meantime we will keep our physical distance, wash our hands repeatedly, isolate ourselves when needed, and can only hope for the best when infected. That’s a clear message.

It is a hard message, because it will mean that normal life will be disrupted for a very long time. Deep worry resides in my body. I mostly worry about my parents’ health (my dad has a weak heart) and being the unlucky one when I or the Man gets infected (and chances are that will happen at some point in time). At the same time I want to make sure Daughter’s days are filled with fun activities.

I’m grieving for the innocent life we could live up until a few weeks ago. I don’t look forward to the days, weeks and months to come. We all have to look for a new normal in life. I’ll find it, but it will take time to get there. How long? I really don’t know.

Door |2020-03-17T17:43:54+02:0017 maart 2020|366, flow|0 Reacties

What Daughter wants to share with you (76)

There are days I lack a bit of inspiration what to share with you in these daily updates. As Daughter is at home today, I asked her what I could write. This is the list of things she wanted to share. Between () I provide a bit of adult context:

  • She needs to go to the doctor. She received a letter via the mail man that invited her (for a regular growth check up and vaccination jab);
  • She has a unicorn balloon (which she picked to give to her grandparents for their birthdays, but the grandparents refused to take it home and regifted it to Daughter);
  • She once broke a glass (indeed, it only happened once and it must have been over a year ago);
  • One of the light bulbs was once broken and then worked again (which is still a mystery event to me as well; it’s one of the LED bulbs above our dinner table and it stopped working. The Man declared it broken, but it was the one that has been flaky before and it always started to work again after a while. I screwed it in a different socket, without a dimmer, and nothing happened. I agreed with Man’s diagnosis. I forgot to switch it off and at one point it was working again. So now it’s back in its original socket above our table. For now.).

There you go. Some random events in our lives Daughter wanted to share on the first day she wasn’t allowed to daycare.

Door |2020-03-16T11:31:17+02:0016 maart 2020|366|1 Reactie

King of the Meadows (74)

This week I learned a bit about the black-tailed godwit (and through writing this the English term for what I call a ‘grutto’). Apparently there is a Dutch professor up north, Theunis Piersma, working on very cool research involving birds. He studies how the distribution and numbers of waders correlate to climate, food, predators, pathogens and their historical-genetic background. More recently he focuses on black-tailed godwits and their migration patterns. With tiny transmitters he and his research group are now capable of tracking these birds over time.

One thing they learned is that a lot of these birds reside in Portugal during the winter. These birds are very picky, because it’s an area they grow rice for baby food. That means no use of pesticides. Smart birds. The problem they are facing right now is that Portugal is contemplating relocating Lisbon’s airport. Guess what? The planes will fly right over this area. The researchers started a petition to make local authorities aware of this and reconsider the relocation of the airport.

The most exciting part of Piersma’s research is that you can follow the birds online. This is how I learned of Estevao, who was hanging out in my neighbourhood the past few days. Somehow I find it very comforting to know this bird is travelling through my country. It means spring is around the corner.

Door |2020-03-13T16:49:04+02:0014 maart 2020|366, flow|0 Reacties
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