Fennel, I live with my husband and prelock down, one of us got late breakfast/lunch ready, the other did the evening meal, at least that was usually what happened though if anyone did extra's it won't surprise anyone to know it wasn't Mr I.
Over the past 3 months, the 1950's have taken residence in our home. Whereas he use to do the supermarket shop, as I'm the shielded one who qualifies for priority deliveries, I now spend time booking a slot and filling in the online order. He still cleans the bathroom, puts the bins out and mows the lawn. Pretty much everything else has drifted my way. He still Cooks Saturday evening and possibly once during the week.
I miss going out to meet my pals. I miss going on a giddy shopping trip with one of my daughters. I miss them, and I yearn to have my grandchildren back here, we used to do at least one day and alternate weeks sleep overs, plus trips to the park, walks round the resevoirs to see the ducks. So I fear I'm filling my days with gardening and domestic duties.
We tend to have omelettes, salad, soup, sandwiches or something easy mid day, and main meal about 7pm. You have made me reflect Fennel - tomorrow I shall do one meal!