Operation Oysterhood: Day Ten

OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks


Even the standards that I didn’t have are slipping. I hardly got out of bed. I didn’t get out of my PJs. I did, however, brush my teeth.

One gets used to it. I know. One can get used to almost anything. And one can survive a lot. And I am one of the very lucky ones. I’ve survived a lot. Not war, or famine, or fire. But a lot. Sometimes I wonder how come that I am still standing, smiling (most of the time). My cheeks are not too sore, so stress level are nearly imperceptible, and I’ve actually had a very good day. Lazy, slow, full of being. But I thought a lot about how we adjust, get used to anything, survive, keep moving. Or keep still.

It rained in the morning. And for most of the day the sky threatened to seep some more, but without much success. ‘Not even the rain’ … could get out of bed.

Salieri and I started reading an uplifting book. Written just before the present crisis, so no reflection on what is happening to us NOW, but still applicable in a more general way, especially when, like me, you want to see the positive side in most things.

After a painkiller-induced sleep and endless cups of coffee, I did not feel like much food. But I did make an effort with the first meal of the day: fresh tomatoes from my latest home delivery and divine smoked duck prosciutto from the Richard Bosman delivery in the beginning of the lockdown. Then the culinary standards started slipping, too.


But there was a glass of wine in the late afternoon, enjoyed in Mozart’s company and in the presence of the last of the sunshine roses.

He hardly ever comes up on the bed any longer, so this was a truly special treat. Highlight of my Sunday.

Natalie Rae’s inspiring outfit for ‘taking out the trash’ nearly got me into my princess dress, but it was too late in the day to make an effort and I decided to prepare my bin for tomorrow’s (or Wednesday’s) collection just as I was.

But I think I will have a shower and change into fresh PJs before getting back to bed and watching the next recorded episode of The Brokenwood Mysteries.

Good night.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to others. Stay at home.

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