Welcome to week two of the New Zealand Lockdown!
If you read my first Lockdown Diary entry, you would know that I was inspired by Abbey Deerest to create a mini-feature as New Zealand goes through its own lockdown due to the Coronavirus. She writes daily entries whereas I have decided to go for an overview of the whole week. Like my friend said, it’s just nice to know that we aren’t alone in all of this!
I also found another blogger completing her own lockdown diary! Her husband is immunocompromised and they live in Scotland, so you’ll get a very unique perspective on the lockdown and how it is affecting their life too. Go check it out!
Now, let’s dive into week two of the Lockdown Diaries!
This week was hard. Really hard.
It started with the loss of my morning routine. I’m sharing a bed with my three year old and – somehow – he developed a sixth sense as to when I’m in the bed…and when I’m not in the bed. Needless to say, my “hour or two” every morning has gone to ten or fifteen minutes at absolute best. I struggled, and struggled hard because that was “my time”.
It continued through the incessant streaming of news. The news about Coronavirus was everywhere. It was being linked on my Facebook feeds, captions on Instagram, COVID-19 was being discussed on Twitter, family members were discussing it, and the television constantly played in the background. Oh, and the Facebook groups, guys, the Facebook groups. People constantly speaking about those flouting the law, complaining about the lockdown, and creating their own predictions about whether the lockdown was going to be extended or removed. It was all too much. I had a moment of sticking my head in the sand and avoiding social media because I just didn’t want to know anymore.
It all peaked when I realised that I hadn’t left the campground in sixteen days. Sixteen days. I’m currently “locked down” in a house that is a five-minute drive out of town. You can walk into town but there is no pavement for half the journey and people drive kinda crazy out here so you won’t find me walking along the roadside anytime soon. Finally, I decided I was going to journey into town to complete a grocery shop as my entire family is on the keto diet…and I am not. If you follow me on Instagram then you would have seen me joke about not wanting to return to the campground. It was a joke but a small sliver of truth could be found in the joke. I had a small taste of “freedom” and I liked it.
Week two of the lockdown is when reality smacked me in the face. This is not a vacation or a mid-semester break. That this was my life now and there was the potential for it to go beyond the initial four weeks. The first person passed away this week. That’s what hit me hardest and made me take a step back from social media.
Luckily, the universe decided to show me that she has my back…and is not afraid of throwing a challenge or two my way at the same time.
I will be doing a more elaborate post about this but I applied to two universities to further my education. I work in an essential service and I have a lot of passion for the work we do. I genuinely love helping people and seeing a positive outcome for everyone involved; however, I had been getting a nagging feeling that I could be doing more for the community. So. I applied to a few universities to complete a Bachelor of Social Work…and I received acceptances from both universities.
Needless to say, I squealed like a schoolgirl before quickly sending my response to an offer of place then dashed into the lounge to tell my family what I had just done. Surprise, I might be moving to a completely new city in a few months.
A man has resurfaced in my life. This was predicted by my astrology chart and my tarot deck. Thank you, universe.
My family saw that I was struggling with balance and offered to “babysit” for an hour every afternoon in an attempt at me getting some time back to look after myself. What a difference that offer made. I spend my hour on doing something I love. At the moment, it is exercise. I am using the Nike training app as it has strength, mobility, yoga, and endurance workouts. I’ve committed to completing their “start up plan” because hell yeah, I’m going to get shredded during the lockdown.
All in all, it has been another week of adjusting my expectations and trying to find my new normal in a sea of uncertainty. I need some sort of routine to feel stable and this is rocking me to my core. The next week is a new chance at finding that routine, right?
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: I’m one of the lucky ones.
I have my health, my family, and a safe place to stay during the lockdown. And I will never, ever take any of that for granted.
Stay safe everyone.