It’s Saturday. I’m waiting for the results of the second COVID test and probably won’t have this until about dinnertime. All going well I’ll be negative and hopefully allowed to go home tomorrow.
I woke up really early this morning after a rubbish night’s sleep. The alarm needed to be set for 5.50am because unfortunately the first rostered exercise session for our intake was to start at 6am until 7am. I don’t mind that because less people from my intake are keen to be up and exercising so early in the day. Afterwards I am able to do my ablutions before breakfast arrived at 7.30am. It’s bacon and egg pie again and yoghurt again. I don’t mind. Morning tea consists of a fruit salad and a muesli bar. You don’t need photos of my food anymore.
The menu for lunch and dinner is here too. I’m having Cajun chicken Caesar salad for lunch and dinner is beef schnitzel with garlic mash. Last’s night’s butter chicken was everything it was meant to be. There is a Little India restaurant in the mall next door and I’m wondering if there is a connection at all.
The morning has been quite slow, probably because of the early start. I feel tired and bored, so I watch a movie called Anna on Sky. It’s KGB and CIA double agent stuff and quite enjoyed it. During the week I watched all of the six episodes of Coyote on TVNZ On Demand. Great to watch and I’m looking forward to the next series to be made. Cricket and rugby have been alternative screen time activities but overall I have not relied on TV as much as I thought I would. Playing music, exercising, writing this blog and planning house alterations have all balanced out my time about right.
The process of packing and planning for tomorrow reminds me of two weeks ago when I was leaving Sydney. I’ve ironed the pants I’m going to wear on the flight home tomorrow and I’m sorting out the cases. It would be nice to not be living out of a suitcase for the first time in 10 weeks.
Update: The COVID test result has come back quite quickly and I am still negative. It’s probably one of the only times anyone would want to be called negative…
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