So I was one of those people who was going to be so superduper productive in my isolation.
Obviously that's not happened, I don't know if it's just me but I have no energy at all. Not even the usual amount to get me through the usual day. It's all I can do to make the bed in the morning. I think I'm getting soft.
I have been UFO'ing (kinda). I have been crocheting my little bottom off, putting a border on this blanket.
This is the view I have from my crocheting seat.
There are worse places to spend a day.