May the Fourth be with You!
6.30am: Wake up, go for a run wearing my Star Wars hat.
7am : Duolingo App awards me for a 14-day streak of no mistakes. Muy bien!
7.30am: Yoga with DownDog app. We get a notification that we have achieved over 1000 minutes of classes, our first class was when the lockdown started. Then they ask us for payment because our free trial period is up.
8.30am: Meditation with Oprah&Deepak: The thought of the day is “The Future unfolds with Hope and Joy.” I’m confused. I though we were meant to be just focusing on the present?
9am to 2pm : WFH. In this morning’s Zoom meeting, one of our team looks like he just woke up in the Black Hole of Calcutta. Everyone notices, but is too polite to say anything.
2pm: CI Gov Press briefing: Just in, a nice round total number of 600 negative results. 1 new positive case, (connected to a previous case) giving a total of 75 cases. 92% of Little Cayman has been tested as negative, and their island will reopen tomorrow. 🎉 Our Premier gives a heartfelt speech about how moved he is with the progress The Cayman Islands have made in this time of crisis. I think he is about to cry. D thinks he is about to resign. Neither happens, thank goodness.
Our Minister of Health – who normally translates a ”stay home” message in a new language each day – fails to satisfy D’s prediction he will speak in Wookie for May the Fourth.
The press briefing concludes with a country song “One Day at a Time”. D and I sing along like a couple of strangled ranch cats. I have never really got country music.
We eat homemade vegan bean soup that includes 23 of our homegrown black beans. (And yes, that was the entire harvest)
The food deliveries arrive, one from the supermarket one from the farmer. We receive with thanks and gloves, and keep our distance. We still haven’t been to a supermarket this entire time in lockdown.
Global news: Global cases exceed 3.6m. Asian Giant ‘Murder’ hornets arrive in Washington, USA. U.K. media celebrates lowest daily death rate since March, meanwhile achieving 3rd highest covid death toll in the world. Magnificent World Leaders pledge billions in funding for vaccine. (Trump is absent from the meeting, presumably because he is neither magnificent nor a world leader.)
Today Cayman moves from Level 5 to Level 4 suppression levels. “40 days and 40 nights” have passed since we started lockdown, and I remember being told as a child in Sunday school that this phrase was not meant to be taken too literally, and is just another way to say “a really long time”. No kidding.
4pm- Afternoon rap eduction: Macklemore and Ryan Lewis – “Can’t hold us”. I’ve improved, no doubt, but then there was only one direction from rock bottom.
5pm: D&I walk the dog. She sees her boyfriend, a handsome pedigree named “Rogue”. Good thing she was well coiffed at the weekend, and looks like she just stepped out a salon.
5.45pm: I water the garden. Our 19 potato plants look strong. We might even feed a family with these ones.
6pm: D&I go for a bike ride. We wave cheerfully at the gay gentlemen who cycle in the other direction. Tonight they play “It’s Raining Men” on their speaker as they pass. Perfect.
6.30pm: D swims laps. I watch from the hot tub with a glass of Sonoma pinot noir.
7pm: Sunset and clap for cayman’s carers. It gets dark quickly after the sun is gone, we go inside and make dinner, like clockwork. Our lives have become so routined, we obey the new rules and rhythm without question.
