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AGinAg (37)
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The silence outside is like Xmas morning.
My commute to work is now walking down the stairs and I still CAN’T BE ARSED.
I am![]()
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I've had to stop working on the couch as it's too tempting to snooze.I work from the couch which is now resulting in some SCIATIC KNOTS
*clack clack clack*I'm going out for a cycle in an hour. Hopefully the exercise police won't catch me.

Aww, the corner shop near my grandparents are doing similar. My grandad (who's 92) went for some bread but they didn't have any so the shopkeeper went up and got him some from their flat and said he would drop some round when the delivery came.I popped to the shop for a bottle of milk and thanked the son for going to the cash and carry every morning on my way past (he was unloading the van - we stood six feet apart). Went inside and thanked his mum (she was wearing a protective mask thing) and she told me if I needed bread, more milk, handwash or toilet roll and there wasn't any on the shelves to just ask her or either of her sons as they were keeping stock in the back room for the "locals". I'd have launched into my "Is this a local shop for local people?" speech if I thought she'd have known what I was going on about![]()
It’s been utterly horrendous. I’m truly TRULY broken.
You're doing an amazing job, don't forget that x