Sar
Adult Guinea Pig
Ah, it's been a long week. 45 rolls of toilet roll (and it's scented too. WHO EVEN WANTS SCENTED BOG ROLL?! nobody, that's who), practising my breaking and entering skills to get a friend back into his flat, my flat being an assault course with double the furniture in it that I'm supposed to have, Tesco apparently running out of tobacco, and pondering daily about ringing my parents and making sure none of the family are ill. My sister works in the NHS, although not frontline, but still. Since I haven't spoken to her in around a decade I'd have to go through my parents to find out.
Is it wrong to want to self isolate just to give myself some headspace? I'm not at any massive risk, of either catching it or suffering badly from it, but the world's gone buck daft.
Your last paragraph. This week has pushed my anxiety, I think if someone would have offered me a bunker in the middle of a field for six months, I would have gone!
Lots of new things in place for work tomorrow, makes me a little happier that they are taking everyone's welfare seriously and putting safeguards in place. I feel vulnerable on the bus though...
Just have to work out if there is anything further I can do for mum now.