March 23rd, 2020 – 544 – Day seven

A busy and long day at work, and yes yet again I am writing this quite late. I will be keeping this entry short as I am exhausted, need to sleep and it is almost midnight. On the plus side, I had a large word count by the end of today for WHT and am on the cusp of 95,000 words. With a week to go until the end of the month, my ‘mid-deadline’ looks like it will be achievable after all.

It appears lockdown is now pretty much a thing for the UK. I’m ‘moving’ in less than a week, but with the new restrictions, I may need to move my timetable up significantly. It could be I am on the move as soon as Wednesday, which still means I isolated for a period equivalent to a week, but is a bit tight. We will have to see how the new rules roll out. Needless to say, it’s another added stress for me, but I have it easy compared to most. Ok, I do also have a mile-long work queue out of nowhere but hey, at least I appear indispensable.

Mental health hasn’t gone down as bad as I thought it would after almost a week by myself. I was worried because in my worst days at Sussex University – and I am not allowed to go off on that topic because a) I will probably swear and 2) it would probably be libellous – I ended up having alone stretches about this long. They were never pleasant, and what little I remember of them was a pain I do not want to ever return to. But no, I seem to be holding up fine.

When I get my sleep under control again I will feel a millionfold better. But for now, I need to go to sleep and brace for another rough night and day. Wish me luck.