Back to Routines, with Drink Coasters

I would be hard-pressed to tell you what I did yesterday. That's how exciting my day was. I basically sat on the couch and read an entire issue of the New Yorker, including stories about the demise of the English major and the downfall of German payments company Wirecard, as well as another one of Elizabeth Kolbert's we're-all-screwed environmental articles.

Oh, and I took a shower. And cut my hair. (Yes, I always cut my own hair, basically shaving my head.)

Olga's dog-walker came so we weren't responsible for getting her any exercise, and we were still technically isolating even though we felt fine and I tested Covid-negative in the morning. So we couldn't have gone anywhere public -- at least, not indoors -- even if we wanted to.

But that has all changed as of today! Woo hoo! We are free birds once again, able to rejoin society and hopefully immune to Covid to boot, at least for a while. We're both off to work and back to our normal routines.

Oh, actually, I did walk Olga yesterday morning. We did our normal loop through the neighborhood and while on the nearby housing estate I found a skip full of kitchenware. Someone threw out pretty much the entire contents of their kitchen, it looked like. I saved a colander (not sure why since we already have two) as well as these drink coasters. They are made to look somewhat scuffed. That's part of their cool retro vibe. They're actually in almost perfect condition.

Dave ordered in some groceries from Ocado, and I finally got some kitchen cleanser so was able to clean the kitchen sink and the bathroom. I've been wanting to do it for days. We also got some bird food so the feeders are full once again and right now there's a fat pigeon on the seed tray and a flock of fluttering tits on the suet feeder.

In short, it's back to life as usual.

(Top photo: The hellebores in our garden. This is a photo from my big camera, which I'm still using now and then.)