Early weeknote this week, because nothing is gonna happen over the weekend.
Confirmed I have COVID via lat flow. I think I got flippant and assumed I wouldn’t have it bad. I was wrong. I don’t think I’ve been this ill since I was a small kid.
I could barely get out of bed on Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday was a little better but there was a lot of coughing. By Friday (today) I managed to get myself dressed by around lunchtime, big achievement!
I pushed down the slight guilt and didn’t force myself to do any work, which would definitely have slowed down my recovery. My brain is mashed potato anyway so I wouldn’t have been much use.
We’re not going to Manchester again, and this time just cancelled the trip outright because I think it’s just not meant to happen.
You know you’re really ill when a cup of tea isn’t nice and comforting. That’s the benchmark for me. Tea tastes like shit? Take the day off mate.
Another sign: when binge-watching TV isn’t even an option because your brain needs a good half hour rest time between episodes.
In more positive news, the annual bonuses at work this year were ridiculous. Wow. When you include the surprise one we had, I’m comfortably earning 6 figures which is just… bizarre? Sometimes I struggle to resolve what the market dictates tech salaries are vs nurses, for example. Donating some guilt money helps a little.
I’m currently having a dilemma about whether I want to be the kind of person who grinds their own coffee beans. Do I? Can I be bothered? As a person who drinks coffee with milk and sugar (and has no intention of changing this), will I notice any difference between freshly ground and month-old pre-ground coffee? Any recommendations for a manual grinder? I’ve had a tab open on the Timemore Chestnut C2 for months now.
I’ve held off the decision for the length of time it takes me to get through 1kg of coffee because I just bought some more of Spiller & Tait’s Pure Colombian Huila, which is delicious.
Writing this weeknote has exhausted me. I’m going back to bed, goodnight.