We’re all in a lockdown bubble at the moment.

It’s gotten to the point where you almost forget there are other people.

It sounds selfish, but being under lockdown just slows everything down to a point where you barely know what day it is.

When I look back at how many days it’s been I get confused.

I don’t think I’ve ever reflected on what 65 days are and what it means. 65 days since I had a haircut and a coffee out.

It doesn’t even feel like that happened this year.

It’s only just started to sink in that it won’t be easy nor quick for the UK to bounce back from this Covid-19 pandemic.

I’ve recently seen people sharing charity campaigns to fund people in need. Not poor or sick people. Normal people, who were made redundant overnight and now can’t afford to pay their rent.

One of them is a friend of mine.

I should be so lucky to be where I am. It’s easy to forget these days.

I am still gutted about not being able to see my friends.   I most likely won’t be going to Sweden this year either, but things could be so much worse.

The Covid-19 pandemic mood goes up and down, I must admit. Some days I’m fine and keep busy and some days I just feel like I’m on autopilot.

Every few days I feel really productive and creative and some days I take my daughter out in the pushchair and immediately feel restless because I don’t know where to go or even why.

I need a change of scenery every now and then and try to find new routes to walk.

A lot has changed since the beginning when we all thought this was only going to last for three months tops.

When something is temporary you change your mindset completely. But now it’s all so much more uncertain than anyone could ever imagine.

A few weeks into the pandemic I went a bit nuts thinking I have nothing to do! I ordered all kinds of hobby related things on Amazon. A soap making kit, a calligraphy book, a cheese making kit and a strawberry plant!

The plant turned out to be a bit of a fiasco, though. It arrived in a plastic bag and got completely decapitated in the mail slot.

My best friend laughed at me on our video call when she saw what was left of the plant.

My boyfriend who had just come into the room asked: “What is that?”. He then asked why I hadn’t gone to a garden centre.

Apparently garden centres are still open! Who knew?

The following day we went to the closest garden centre, an outdoor-based one and did it properly. We got some tomato plants too just for the heck of it.

I haven’t made a single bar of soap, cheese or even opened the calligraphy book.

I think in my moment of shopping madness I forgot I’m a working mom.

I keep telling myself that I will have a DIY night where I get on with all the little projects I want to do, but by the end of the day, I’m just too spent.

We’ll see what happens.