20th March 2020. Working from home, David's Diary Entry, Day 3
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David's Diary
I must admit, despite the trials and tribulations of having Moira working from home, I am feeling pretty smug today. Yesterday without my usual hourly snacks I was on the verge of passing out from hunger at times. Plus the kitchen draw stash has been compromised so I daren’t touch it. Fortunately while not being able to sleep last night due to bad hunger pangs I came up with a cunning plan.
While she was in the shower this morning I
grabbed a load of grub and hid it in my office draw marked camera cables and
software – she never looks in there so I should be safe. I also knocked up a
flask of coffee to wash it all down with and hid that under my desk. Things nearly went tits up when I tried to
wash up the stuff I had just used and accidentally turned on the hot tap. That
is an ABSOLUTE NO NO in our house when someone is in the shower. A blood
curdling scream from upstairs, followed by swearing was met by some fast
thinking by me “Sorry, I was washing my hands – Coronavirus hygiene and all
that”. Absolute bloody GENIUS I am.
For lunch? Sodding Marmite on toast again, but at least I
could have a Curly Wurly for afters once I got back upstairs.
My cocky optimism was dashed later when I got too blasé with my excuses as to why
I seem to spend all my time working but don’t produce much.
Late this afternoon, she caught me staring idly at my
computer screen which has a pic of Striding Edge as background. I was actually
wondering how long it would take an ant to do Striding Edge. Not from the usual
starting point in Glenridding mind – I am not a bloody idiot – no I was
thinking from say the path at the hole in the wall.
My brain had just jumped from distance to
cover, to Ant type and size - Red, Black, Wood Ant, Fire Ant etc, when she just
barged in with a cup of tea. Quick as a
flash I bluffed her with what I thought was a cracking excuse and told her this
was my creative thinking time. It’s not
really a lie as such as I am always daydreaming, so was confident enough to go
for eye contact. She did the same and it was a case of who would blink first. I
thought I had her, but then she pulled a blinder. Why not do a bit of creative
thinking while you are gardening? I know you aren’t keen, but it would kill two
jobs. You know like multi-tasking.
There was no ringing phone to save me this time, seconds
passed, she needed an answer. My brain
was doing overtime, come on think, think, FFS THINK MAN. I had no choice but to pull out my get out of
jail card, which I was saving for when she asked me to do some decorating. I gave a pathetic weak cough – no I don’t
think I can, I have a bit of a dry throat.
BOOM, she took a couple of steps back looking worried. That might be that
bloody virus and I don’t want it. You will have to sleep in the spare room
tonight just in case.
I am seriously worried now, because we don’t have a spare
room so she probably means I have to kip in the campervan. I got to see the
whole of Celebrity Antiques Road Trip tonight as she does not seem to want to
be in the same room as me now. Still at least it’s the weekend so I can relax
for a couple of days.
D

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