After what seems like an eternity of being stuck in the bedroom and having to rely on Mrs Bob to literally run around after me, I am able to get about slowly.  I have actually gone downstairs and can confirm that it hasn’t disappeared. When you spend nearly a week upstairs its almost a case of Shrodinger’s house – until I go and observe it, the downstairs both exists and doesn’t exist,  simultaneously. I’m so glad to be able to get up and move about. It’s the little things, like being able to enjoy the comfort of sitting in my spot. One of the best things is being able to have a nice hot bath with a podcast and candles and to get back to work.

Fortunately, I’ve been on holiday for nearly the entire time, bar one day that I’ve been incapacitated. I can’t wait for the Christmas/New Year malarkey to be over so I can get back to my usual work and daily routines. I’ve found that this period plays havoc with my Aspiness; what with days off work due to Christmas plus the usual disruption to the bin collections, postal services, shops, etc, its really getting harder to tell what day of the week it is. Add to the mix being stuck in the same room for too many days and it all then becomes one large blur of days.  That ended yesterday as I went back to work and caught up on the Christmas gossip that I’ve missed out on over the last two weeks.

It’s good to be back

Stay Safe X