Waking up to the sounds of birdsong,I head to the kitchen to start on my morning routine which includes drinking two glasses of lemon infused warm water. Sipping gently, I mentally run through the 'to - do' list for the day. The drink of water is followed by half-an -hour of breathing exercises and stretches and then I am ready to take on anything.
This lockdown has hardly proved to be a holiday. There's just so much to do.Right from taking out the garbage to cooking, it is a packed day. Do I miss my maid? Initially I did but help from the husband and sons have made life easier. The sons wake up at different times and generally prepare their own breakfast. Dosa, poha or sattu pancakes have become our staples.
After breakfast, I keep my date with the broom and dustpan.Once the house is cleaned, its time to get the food to the table. I am helped by my husband and between us we cook a dish or two. Under the present circumstances, we can hardly pander to each one's personal preferences. Its either take it or leave it. Somewhere during the day I have to fit in the laundry. Incidentally, the washing machine has decided to go under lockdown , so here I am dealing with the laundry myself. I rope in one of the boys to hang the clothes out to dry. My precious plants get their share of attention
Evening find us sipping tea and then heading to the terrace for a mini walk. The limbs must keep moving.Dinner and then its a little fun time as I catch a couple of rom -coms to keep my spirits up and of course,'laughter is the best medicine'.
My 'just -before -going- to -bed' practices include a little prayer time, a few minutes of left nostril breathing for good sleep and some reading.
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