Since my last post, for which I make no apologies as my writing at the moment, selfishly, is more about sorting out what’s going on in my head than actually telling you anything useful or particularly entertaining, I’m pleased to report that I’ve had a much more positive few days, despite everything that’s going on in the big, bad world.
I took this week off work. I had bravely arranged a solo tripette. The booking stood only for a few days after which I had to cancel it due to Tier 3 restrictions being announced in my area. These restrictions were subsequently put on hold pending the new national lockdown (Lockdown 2.0 is what everyone is calling it. F*ck knows why. Come on, it’s not computer software, is it?!) which meant that I could have gone on my mini-journey after all, though a train and a hotel were looking like terrifying, rather than exciting, prospects.
Anyhow, whichever way, it wasn’t to be. I’ve rearranged my hotel for another time and I’m told that I might be able to change my train ticket too. That gives me hope. And something to look forward to.
Another plus point is that the cancelled trip gave me more time during my week off to get my home – and crazy lady head – sorted. The more work I did at Longlands, and the more items I ticked off my never-ending verrrrry Long list, the better I felt.
Time well spent, I’d say.