I woke up very tired at 7:00 AM, and despite the exhaustion, managed to sleep a little more until the punctual knock at the door at 7:30 AM. Breakfast today included an apple, a small but welcome treat. After showering, I settled into work by 9:00 AM. It was a busy morning working, during which I drafted some important client documentation – thankfully not requiring a reliable internet connection.
Unsurprisingly, lunch was a very lacklustre chicken wrap and soup, which arrived at 12:25 PM. The afternoon was particularly demanding at work. I focused on wrangling the company SalesForce implementation - a war that I was never going to win - and continued refining my new client documentation.
As a small indulgence, I made another delivery order again, of water and some other sundry items, this time attempting the local Sainsbury's store. The familiar pattern of frustration continued: long delivery time to the room and, yet again, everything but the water!
I worked until 6:00 PM, then crashed on the bed, feeling utterly drained. My thoughts turned to Laura, waiting for her to wake up from her drink-induced sleep, after her night out with friends. The time difference with Colombia is 6 hours in the Summer and 5 in Winter. This can be extra frustrating when I wake up with something to tell her, or just a need for a chat. She usually pops-up on WhataApp at 1:00 PM or 2:00 PM UK time. But I knew today would be a lot later.
Dinner arrived at 6:25 PM: fish and chips, which instantly made me think of Laura. We’ve often joked that this will be her first meal when she eventually visits the UK. Dessert was my favourite: lemon tart; sharp, sweet, and just the right amount of tang.
A British classic of fish and chips
My favourite, lemon tart
After all this sugar and fat, I promised myself my diet would return to normal once I was back on the outside.
The evening was lifted by a lovely chat with Laura, filled with lots of wonderful messages, reaffirming her special place in my life.
To fight the confinement, I spent thirty minutes pacing the room, clocking up 2,400 steps - like that restless tiger again.
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