I am okay, aside from being stuck with no immediate prospect of seeing family and friends overseas. Airplanes stopped taking off in March 2020, aside from repatriation flights. I am a US citizen with South African residency. My livelihood is here, while my family members are overseas. So I stay here, because home is where the pay check is (for now).
Phase 1.
I wake up. Stare at my laptop until my eye balls hurt. Order glasses. Put glasses on. Drink water. Go pee. Get on teams call. Try to do some work, until I get a phone call. Do that. And go back to my work. Another meeting. Drink water. Go on mute. Pee again. Eat something. Go to sleep. Repeat.
Phase 2.
Do the same but introduce weekend walks. Enjoy birds singing and other humans exercising around me.
Phase 3.
Create home office to separate work from home. Mildly successful until I have to work in the living room again for 2 weeks.
Phase 4.
Phase 1 and 2 with daily rowing at the end of day.
Work. Eat. Drink water. Sleep. Repeat.
Phase 5.
Instead of trying to fit life into work, I am trying to fit work into life. Because work never ends and life is finite.
So far, so good.