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In these unprecedented times....

 I had to delete Facebook off my phone. The last couple of weeks was a rabbit warren hole of doom and gloom, everybody sharing their thoughts on #COVID_19, constantly Googling "coronavirus australia" and watching the minute by minute up on all the news sites, from everywhere. 

What the fuck did we all talk about before Coronavirus? 

Life? 

Bullshit?

And now, in these unprecedented times, it seems that our world has shrunk physically as well as emotionally. I had to stop feeding the beast because the because was consuming every aspect of my daily life. 

I'm on day two without Facebook. To be honest, I thought it would be harder than it has been. Admittedly, I still jump onto my beloved Instagram 17,500 times a day, but I have found Instagram to be a quieter and calmer platform to be on than the mayhem, panic driven bullshit that i was soaking in prior. 

So how is #IsoLyf treating you? 

We're lucky enough to have plenty of space. We also have always been home-bodies so with 21 acres and endless things that could be done on the farm - #IsoLyf hasn't been too bad. I'm missing our coffee, beer or wino drop in catch ups though. Us country folk have a habit of quadding over or driving down the 250 metre driveway with a honk of the horn. And I hate, hate being told what to do. Scomo has been telling all of us what to do the last fortnight and that has been a little struggle street for me.

Plus, we both became jobless this week as so many of us did. So many of us are in the same boat of limbo and fear and uncertainty. All i can say is, I hear ya. I with ya. 

So how am i passing time with #IsoLyf? Let me share my repertoire of "things i never thought i'd do"

 

Making a commitment to build my core strength

Who would ever had thought that those words would ever come out of my mouth, because bleh! I hate exercise. But if stuck in #isolyf for a while, why not give it a whirl. I have to admit that i am a binge eater at night, never eat breakfast (gross) but those 9pm snacks are the killer. Plus rainbow paddle pops and cheese, omg. 

Surely there are some tummy muscles under that mumtum of mine, so i downloaded an app (Android) called " Lose Belly Fat at Home"

 

Screen Shot 2020-03-30 at 9.10.48 pmI'm on day three. I selected the beginner program. It's simple, takes approx. 15 mins a day and i can do it all in my bedroom. So far so good. 

Make something that you never made before

I did this tonight. I make a no bake Caramel Slice. Is it 9pm yet? :) 

 

Caramel Slice

Watch all the Netflix, Hayu and everything online

If you've followed along for some time, you'll know my obsession with Real Housewives of Everywhere, Kardashian Clan, Vanderpump Rules and everything trashy where you can zone out. 

Here's some Netflix shows I've watched recently that I definitely recommend during our #IsoLyf time:

 

Tiger King - Netflix

OMG! That's all i can say about this one. Grab your popcorn and watch the craziness unfold. 

Tiger King

Icarus - Netflix 

You want drama, action, coverup and suspense? Watch it. An eye opener of a doco.

 

Icarus

Cheer -  Netflix

I bet you a glass of champs that you'll be doing stretches while watching this series. The commitment of those team members is beyond.

 

Cheer

I don't think I'll be uploading the FB app back on my phone anytime soon. It's been quite nice to have less invasive noise around. 

#stayhome

#love

#keepconnected

 

StayHome

Till next time, gang. ox

 

 

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