7:45am – Dreamt about going to a gig in a pub and getting laughed at by old dudes for scanning the COVID tracker. Now getting ready to go to my office to sit in a pod and breathe the recirculating air of 50 or so people.
9:52am – Hells bells, trying to listen to a Zoom meeting and everyone is talking all around me at full volume.
1:09pm – A colleague called past my desk and chatted so I’ll have to rewind the live stream.
12:54pm – Popped out at lunchtime for a walk. Very satisfactory levels of COVID tracer scanning noted. I’m now back at my desk awaiting the daily cases update. I am eating leftovers from the lunchroom for lunch, which in hindsight is unwise. I’m not sure if they realise but everyone can hear the people in the briefing room chatting ahead of the daily update livestream. Someone apparently has a lovely jacket.
7:06am – Well the crazy dreams are back. Spent the whole night at the supermarket and work talking about COVID. This time round alert level 2 is planned to only last three days. Fingers crossed!
8:43am – Walking to work I was the only one not on a bus wearing a mask and nobody in the office is either so nor am I out of shame. Am awaiting further info but am totally fine to work from home guys.
12:04pm – During the main lockdown I realised I don’t need to live in hustle and bustle, being close to shops and cinemas. I have an ever-growing urge to move to a little village by the sea.
At lunch people were mindful to sit one metre away from each other and in the lifts we stand in the corners.
3:53pm – A year ago today I was in Perth, Australia for my sister’s wedding. There were rumblings of a crazy virus overseas but it was business as usual, and now I’m here with the rest of my office waiting for the Prime Minister’s announcement at 4pm.
4:07pm – WHERE ARE JACINDA AND DR ASHLEY?
4:11pm – Here they are! Update time.
4:14pm – Still only the three community cases at this stage so no change for us and Auckland remains in level 3.
4:53pm – I should leave now in order to beat the rush in the lifts.
5:36pm – Popped to the supermarket for essentials, boxed wine and cardamom. The only difference was you had to pack your own bag.
About to head into level two again, I had to look up what that actually means – mainly social distancing and a mask if that’s not possible. Guess I’m wearing a mask to work tomorrow then.
I literally just travelled to the North Island for two nights last week and met up with colleagues from all over NZ and that was just lil old me. Since the newest cases likely caught COVID, there has been Chinese New Year, Waitangi weekend, gigs and Valentines Day meaning a whole bunch of gatherings and weddings so I’m anticipating quite a few more cases.
We have had it very easy lately, other countries have had multiple strict lockdowns and untold numbers of deaths. We’ve been fortunate enjoying Christmas and summer holidays but hopefully that means people haven’t become complacent…
Of course they have, barely anyone scans the COVID tracer QR codes.
7:34am – We find out today if the election is postponed. Woke up in the night thinking about work and there’s already an email with something not my problem to deal with. Sigh.
8:25am – I should go back home, it’s gonna be one of those days. I bent my licence plate pulling into my tight car park then almost got taken out by a cyclist on this silly bit of cycle way where it and the footpath swap sides.
8:33am – And I left my laptop at home 😭😭😭 Luckily the guy who will be sitting next to me doesn’t start till next week. I can use his one.
1:06pm – Lunch at my desk to listen to COVID update. Election postponed, nine new cases. Learnings from lockdown was just how much money we wasted buying lunch out (I say we but Mr Pigalina works from home) so I have been very strict on bringing lunch from home despite delicious food trucks parking outside work most days.
4:44pm – Skipped one lift at work as it already had three people in it for social distancing purposes only to have four people pile in with me and the other lady in the lift I did take.
9:22am – Like I mentioned last time, level 2 is not terribly different to everyday life apart from trying to socially distance, so we will see if today generates anything out of the ordinary.
1:33pm – 13 more cases, all in Auckland.
3:08pm – Not COVID related but I’m about to attempt to make a macrame shopping bag. The kit says beginner… First I have to cut 36 3 metre long cords. It’s already too hard.
3:38pm – Far out, cutting the cords took half an hour.
4:56pm – Delicious ice cream from the ice cream man. He is very persistent and comes to our neighbourhood every Sunday even in Winter. I heard one of the local kids ask a friend if the ice cream man was wearing a face mask. He was not. Back to knotting my cord.
7:05pm – 2 and a half Lifetime Channel movies down and still only halfway through my bag. (Psycho BFF, High School Lover and the last half of Harry and Meghan: Becoming Royal in case you were wondering. I have become quite the connoisseur of Lifetime Channel movies over the past couple of weeks as they are great background fodder. Hot tip – skip Stalked by a reality star and watch High School Lover it has a pretty similar story but way better acting. James Franco is in it. He must have had some bills to pay).
10:13pm – Finally done. Messed up the handles a bit. At least now I have a skill for the zombie apocalypse – I could make hammocks, string vests and bags to carry meagre supplies.
Well, it’s been a while since NZ came out of any kind of lockdown but COVID has managed to sneak back in, so our largest city is back in level 3 and the rest of us are at level 2. Level 2 basically means trying to keep 1-2 metres away from people. And no lovely work-from-home order.
Since April, when we last met, Mr Pigalina’s Aunty passed away and was laid to rest with her poor daughter having to be live-streamed in from Australia due to quarantine restrictions. The dog has had a huge tumour on his thigh,that grew rapidly during lockdown, removed, and another massive lump under his front leg removed as a precaution. Then in England my Nan went to hospital at death’s door with suspected COVID but it turned out to be a mix-up with her medication so she is back home again now. It’s been a bit of a roller coaster but life was pretty much getting back to normal.
(Warning – Poor me paragraphs ahead). I had been already having a couple of very stressful weeks work-wise (the above didn’t help) resulting in an enormous stress cold sore, potential high blood pressure and a racing heart all culminating in a wine fuelled meltdown “I just need a f***ing break”. I got all my work squared up and booked two days off work. Then we had the announcement.
So leave was canceled with a view to take all my owed lunch breaks from the week in a lump and have Friday afternoon off when I had my blood pressure check booked. Woke up in the night with an incredibly sore shoulder caused by tensing up due to stress and tensing up in the cold walking to and from work. Spent the morning juggling my regular work and COVID related changes and watched my afternoon off slowly fade away. On the plus side though I DON’T have high blood pressure, just stress.
So, Lockdown Diary is back, even though I stopped doing it when we moved to level 2 last time as level 2 is not terribly exciting. (I just realised I worked from home for a whole month after I finished writing). This time it is planned that the country will remain in level 2 for two weeks and Auckland will stay in level 3 for that time. Unless things go cray.
There was panic buying in our town as soon as the level 2 announcement was made with toilet paper and bread sold out at my local supermarket and reports of people abusing the staff there. (I’ll hold my hand up and admit to buying more toilet paper than we needed ahead of lockdown (as a student I once had to use the free student newspaper as toilet paper when we’d run out so didn’t want to find myself in that situation again. They print it on shiny paper these days anyway so would be of no use) but we all got through fine so everyone should have learned this time around). At work people have been making masks out of socks, Mum went to the store to get elastic for masks, it was sold out but she found some in her hoard at home.
I think we are all caught up. Oh – I have managed to wear my Dr Ashley Bloomfield t-shirt, purchased in lockdown, on numerous occasions, including today. Now we have caught up.
11:27am – About to venture out to buy storage boxes. Mr Pigalina will be staying home as he may have had a wee bit too much wine last night.
11:52am – Social distancing means queuing to get into shops. I forgot that. We have also been asked to scan a QR tracking code upon entry everywhere although I didn’t see anyone else do it…
12:37pm – At the chip shop, I need to get home for Dr Bloomfield at 1pm!
4:23pm – After a productive day of moving things into our newly accessible loft space and a freezing cold walk for the dog it is relax time. Mr Pigalina is in the Appalachian wastelands of Fallout 76 and I have some Sims to try and get into university.
6:51pm – One thing I enjoyed very much about lockdown was that while I worked from home I had chance in the down times to prep dinner. I usually had an idea of what to have and it didn’t feel like a chore to cook and you had to make do with what was already at home. Not anymore. What the heck am I going to cook for tea tonight?
11:22pm – We had chicken stir fry. I’m off to bed.
11:13am – A bit more productive this morning. Did a bit of tidying in the house and the garden and some laundry. There are loads of little birds hanging out in the garden today. There’s one that looks like a cross between a Piwakawaka and a waxeye.
1:40pm – Went further than we planned on our walk with the dog and the sun came out. So sweaty.
3:30pm – Shoutout to Countdown supermarkets. For dinner I’m going to attempt homemade KFC; we aren’t risking piling in to takeaway stores with half the town when we go to level 3 on Tuesday. I had to pop to the supermarket for a couple of things. I knew that they didn’t have them at Countdown as I had looked last time I was there, so I went to another supermarket. Compared to Countdown, who have a very strict policy on how many people are in the store and a lovely one way system down the aisles, the other supermarket felt like there was little different to a pre-COVID visit. Sure there was a big long queue to get in and someone squirting sanitiser on your hands and some protocol to observe at the checkout but the customers were all up in each other’s grills, going any which way down the aisles and seemed to not care about blocking the way for those of us who were trying to keep out of people’s way. So, slightly better range at the other supermarket but the calmness and order of Countdown wins the day.
3:40pm – I think the hybrid bird is actually a grey warbler. I need to take a photo to confirm.
6:45pm – Had a white pepper explosion while making the KFC coating. It went EVERYWHERE. It’s all I can smell. Not sure how well the chicken will turn out being baked. Might have to give it a light fry at the end for the authentic grease.
7:44pm – Mr Pigalina appeared to enjoy the chicken. All I could taste was the white pepper. Watching Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure – I sincerely hope that Bill and Ted Face The Music (aka Bill and Ted 3) isn’t crap. I love Bill and Ted so much.
10:25am – Very lazy morning and no, I didn’t stand at the end of my driveway at dawn to remember the soldiers. I’ll remember them throughout the day instead.
12:06pm – My parcel of inessential items that I preordered to be sent when we go down to level 3 arrived today! Three days before it was supposed to be even sent. Watering can, nectar feeder and a potato masher.
3:26pm – Had a “cinema” lunch date with Mr Pigalina and watched Logan Lucky.
6:34pm – Have spent most of the afternoon playing Afterparty, a game where you have to escape Hell by out-drinking Satan. Mr Pigalina is chatting to our friend Robert in England. Shoutout to Robert!
7:35pm – Crocodile Dundee 2! 🐊🐊
9:57pm – Finished the Beastie Boys documentary from yesterday. Another lazy day.
8:20am – Friday, this week went quickly; and it’s a long weekend again. Hooray!
11:15am – Roll on 5pm.
11:46am – Popped on some mascara for the first time in a month and brushed my hair for the second time in a month for the upcoming grocery pick up.
2:09pm – While in the supermarket queue saw an email my boss had sent that he wanted to go to the whole region ASAP. Ok will send as soon as I get home. Got home and the dog had eaten a whole block of chocolate so an emergency trip to the vet was in order. Rushed out to do that and sent the email to a colleague asking her to send it out for me due to emergency vet situation. Saw Mummy Pigalina for the first time since Mid March. We kept the socially appropriate 2 metres apart and had a chat, she was collecting her dog’s insulin. The vet took Tobias inside then returned him to me to walk around the Carpark while the pill in his eye dissolved to make him throw up the chocolate. And throw up he did. He also threw up in his crate on the way home and refused to get out when we arrived so I had to carry him inside, in his crate. Five minutes after getting back home he had his nose in the grocery bags. Hadn’t learned a thing. Oh, and I still got that email sent out. If you want something doing…
2:23pm – Just found a big piece of chocolate the dog had stashed in his bed for later.
6:29pm – Tobias has perked back up. The plan tonight is frozen pizza and the Beastie Boys documentary.