I wish I hadn’t gone out last night.
I wonder what Ruffy would say if he knew.
Someone may have posted something in the post-box just before me, and left little viruses on it.
I won’t like it if I get ill, and I’ll feel bad if I use NHS resources just because I’ve been stupid.
I won’t like it at all if I die.
Even Lopsy isn’t silly enough to go out when she’s been told not to.
She has quite a serious underlying condition. She has no internal organs at all, except possibly in her head.
Her mood is very up and down.
I hope my biscuits will cheer her up.
I’ll be more sensible from now on.
I’ve put away my strategy suit.
I did my yoga first thing.
I had a healthy breakfast. Fruit and only a little bit of a stripy biscuit.
Teddy says Lopsy was pleased with the biscuits I gave her.
She made Ted see if he could find them when they were camouflaged against her furry stripes.
Teddy’s very kind.
I’m going to plan my day.
Ruffy says he’s sorting his cupboards.
That’s a very good idea.
I’ll go and sort out my box.
Then I’ll be ready to make decisions, and start the new, sensible, lockdown life.
(cough, cough)
I think that was just the dust from the box, making me cough.
It doesn’t seem to be a continuous cough. Not yet.
And anyway, I don’t think symptoms show up that quickly.
I wish I hadn’t gone out last night.
But I must learn from my mistakes, and do better in the future.
(cough, cough)