9am: Finally had a great night’s sleep! My work day starts at 9.30am, which means I can lie in bed until 9am when I’m working from home.
9.15am: Before I log on I make breakfast for my boyfriend, F, and me of oats with bananas, apple, honey and cinnamon. F makes us coffee and shows me how to use the milk frother he just bought off Amazon. The novelty hasn’t worn off yet.
9.30am: Log on and check my calendar for today. No meetings, which is a godsend and means I can prepare for month end without any distractions.
1pm: Take a break and make a salad for lunch to eat with leftover fried rice and honey garlic pork chops, which we had for dinner last night. We tend to cook for four every night so that we have leftovers for lunch the next day.
1.30pm: F and I watch How to Get Rich on Netflix while we have lunch. It is interesting to watch the different approaches people have with money and how they think about money. Since we started looking at properties, we have really got into understanding where we spend our money and how we can make it work more for us.
2pm: Continue with work while obtaining quotes from solicitors/conveyancers for our house-hunting.
6pm: The weather has taken a turn for the worse and it looks like the heavens will open. Rather than go for a walk I opt to go to the gym (which I have neglected for a week). I decide to ease back into it by doing a 5km run on the treadmill, some goblet squats and kettlebell swings.
7pm: Pick up some groceries on the way home from the gym for dinner and tomorrow’s lunch (tacos!). I also get milk, bananas and blueberries as we have run out for breakfast. My share comes to £9.
7.30pm: It’s F’s turn to make dinner tonight so I hop into the shower after a sweaty session at the gym. F makes his delicious caldo verde soup. We have it with bread on the side to mop up the deliciousness.
8pm: F and I binge the rest of How To Get Rich. I have a habit of talking and asking questions during TV shows and movies so I add in my commentary while watching. We share a small pack of Maltesers that I got last weekend.
9.30pm: Since F cooked, I do the dishes.
9.45pm: Cuddle on the couch with F and scroll social media for a bit.
10.15pm: F takes out his guitar (which he hasn’t touched in over a year) and plays a few tunes. We do a few duets and feel for the poor neighbours. F makes a vow to get back into playing the guitar.
11.15pm: I go on social media again and then sleep.
Total: £9