One of the things I’m missing most in the midst of this isolation is the
I like to make a day of it. A
When I have spent an hour or three enjoying my own company, I find a cozy corner in the cafe and order my panini, a pot of
It is a routine and ritual I adore: the mainstay of my week. Time alone away from the house. Time that is all mine. The something I chose five years ago to replace shopping Fridays with my Mum and the thing I miss most now we are denied the pleasure of shared books and the freedom to roam. I’m worried we won’t get it back for ever such a long time. The very idea of books travelling from house to house an anathema to us all now that germ phobia is both so rife and necessary. The worry of grubby hands and the necessity to protect our old people. I’m worried in fact that we won’t get it back at all. Not in the way we have known it. But I suppose, like everything else affected by this horrible virus, we will simply have to wait and see…
So instead I am working on creating my Home
But my Kindle is a different story. Through the bliss that is endless galleys sent to bloggers, the joy of Kindle Unlimited, the access my local
There is so very much I am starting to really miss now that that the novelty of the stay home instruction is wearing off: the trips to the deli on the way home from the
But I think the answer lies in mourning not what we cannot do, but in finding new ways to do enjoy what we can. Re-purposing money we may have spent beyond the home, in it instead. Spending time creating new spaces in the house: for reading, or solitary film watching. Becoming more purposeful about internet shopping and declaring 5.30 on a Saturday evening to be cocktail hour! Organising a home
This isn’t going to go away in a hurry and the time is now right to consider all that we can do and create the routines and rituals that will sustain us going forward. Working out how to fill the gaps in our lives with tiny homemade joys and truly believing that there might just be a rainbow (or a
Carry your bookish heart on your wrist and bring your books home from the library in style.
This happy little tote is just right for lugging your afternoon bliss home, just in time for a cosy cup of early grey and and a hour alone lost in words...