And so our Prez announced the decision that Lockdown is to be extended. As Suzelle would put it, "There's it". We suspected, secretly hoping it wouldn't happen. But it did. This means our 3 weeks start again. In total it will be 35 days. 7 days short of 42. Nearly enough time to see if our new lifestyle of social distancing will stick. The Prez said there are whole communities who disregard lockdown procedure, not only endangering their own lives but the lives of their family and friends too. We can only hope this time round they will have heard. In the meantime we need to adjust once again. Is it just me or is this déjà vu? The ancient quote of Day 2 returns to my mind:
"Chop wood, carry water, walk the earth." This is what we did and in no time we reached day 14.
So today I started off by walking 8000 steps while it rained outside. Our dog food needed replenishment so I set off a little later with my "terrorist" outfit to get a few things.
I was met with a busier than usual scenario and silently wished the vet shop had earlier trading times. 3 hours later after spraying all the groceries and pet food, stripping, showering and washing my clothes I decided shopping is at its best a harrowing experience. To go out even more so. I wonder if I will ever be able to go back to how things were in a social context, all the while hearing the first few lines of my new anthem playing over and over in my head, "Friday night and the lights are low, looking out for a place to go, where they play the right music, getting in the swing, you come to look for a king."
Tonight my version looks like this: Friday night and the lights are on, going nowhere is the way to go, playing my own music, dancing along, knowing I've found THE King!
Yes, this King gives me music to dance to and faith that all will be well, because He's got this!
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