Beauty 365 … Stories of Love and Life for Everyday

Routine out the window, events cancelled, work postponed, all but eating, sleeping and a bit of grocery shopping outlawed, yet these days, I still find that there is not enough time in each day to achieve all I would like

I have always been a list-writer. My diary is full of lists: lists for shopping, household jobs, work tasks to be completed, people to call, others to visit. And then I have “wish” lists - lists of long-term things I would love to work on if the daily ‘must do’ lists are completed, i.e. sewing!

Day 12 of lock-down and I have discovered that for some mysterious reason, my lists aren’t shorter, they’re just different.

So much still to fit into each day: morning prayer time, post blog, coffee with hub, ring Mum, text friends, weed garden, learn and practise new guitar chord, apply for Centrelink virus gift, wrestle my teenager down to give him a haircut, update website, think about blog topic for tomorrow and all of a sudden, my day has been frantic… Here I am, flat out at Phillip Island!

I would have envisioned long, endless, aimless days, watching the clock tick over, waiting for sleep to kick in to relieve the agony.

In the past, I have secretly put a question mark over my wonderful mother-in-law’s ability to always seem so busy - “so much to achieve, so little time to do it” - when she has retired and lives alone.

I have received new insight. Yes, it is possible to potter… frantically.