I’m going to London on Monday

28days
oh what tier are we in here

Maybe after months and months and bloody months of being indoors and only going out to go to the local shop or to my kids school and pretty much nowhere else, I’ve been institutionalised, so much so that the thought of going to London is weird as fuck.

I’m actually going tomorrow, to a private venue where I will meet my new workmates and also have Christmas drinks with them, and as there are only a few it’s not a big deal.

But it still causes me a lot of anxiety. Because London is almost in Tier 3 lockdown, and I’m not sure why we are doing this while Covid is on the increase again.

But I agreed to it a week or so ago and I’m going to follow through.

And the only way to deal with it is to get all my clothes ready, work out the trains and tell my brain to calm down and shut the fuck up.

Because it’ll be fine, it’ll all be fine (unless someone has Covid), and it’s just my monkey brain again getting bored because of staying in a lot and making things up.

Wish me luck.

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