Day 3 of isolation: haven’t done my hair in days now, it’s starting to grow and look a bit fluffy
Day 4 of isolation: I swear my coffee is flirting with me. Either that or I’m becoming addicted to coffee (no, it’s *YOUR* seventh cup already today)
Day 5 of isolation: can’t decide if it’s Wednesday or Sunday, but it’s a day so happy day, day

Day 7 of isolation: after two weeks with no work, trying to get back in to the swing of what do to
Day 8 of isolation: decided that wearing swim shorts to the “office” is a thing
Day 9 of isolation: Twitter is awash with newly (not)qualifies virologists, epidemiologists, statisticians, and conspiracy theorists

Day 10 of isolation: anyone else now not wanting to see the news and just watch videos of kittens?
Day 11 of isolation: meeting with my client’s board later... top half is work ready for the video, bottom half is more beach ready

Day 12 of isolation: IT’S THE WEEKEND AND IT’S SUNNY!!! 


Day 13 of isolation: just got off the phone to a Dr ( #NHS111 is incredible - thank you so much
), and diagnosis is either Covid or a chest infection. Crap. Fingers crossed it’s the latter 
#StayHomeSaveLives



Day 14 of isolation: I’ve not been within 2m of anyone apart from t’other half for two weeks, and only left the house once, yet here I am, sitting in bed feeling like crap. No worse than yesterday, not yet any better
#StayHomeSaveLives
