Today is also day 1 of me not being able to go out of doors.
My organisation has placed expats under lock-down more on a just-in-case basis. Just-in-case something happens like last time (post-election violence), just-in-case we need to be gotten a hold of, just-so-we-know-where-you-are.
It's not a bad plan really - because nothing is likely to happen, at least not today or tomorrow, and hey who wouldn't normally welcome a free day to stay home?
Yeah, except it's that same-old, same-old rule...when someone says you can't do something, what do you want to do, but do it?
And now the stir crazy-ness steps in. My housemate and I feel like we are in an episode of Big Brother, with nothing to entertain us (really there is - tv, internet, Skype, exercise...), nothing to do (ok, we are working from home), and the only option is random bursts of energy (on my part by jumping up and down) or random acts (on his part - throwing an empty coke bottle in the air).
And then of course there is wine. And it is after 5pm here. So I have chosen wine.
Big brother ain't got nothing on me yet. But let's see what tomorrow brings...
|I didn't know what photo to put here. |
And then I found this cute one of me in my Dad's old shirt that says Go Climb a Glacier.
And climbing a glacier sounds awesome right now.
Compared to sitting on the couch. So there's the logic.