I never want to spend 40hrs a week in an office ever again. Same with rush hour commuting – having a pot of coffee in the garden/bed is far better than being sat in traffic.
I won’t be filling my diary up with bullshit social events just because we haven’t seen X for a few weeks, but will spend even more time up mountains / in remote anchorages. Its wilderness I’ve missed most, not people (family not withstanding)
Will hopefully continue to notice the small things – like the rose Bush sprouted its first leaves this week and I saw a pair of wild baby ferrit shaped amimals on todays dog walk.
Basically henceforth I hope mon-fri continues as per lockdown with fri-sun being out in the more remote parts of the country.