Spent my Sunday channelling the "Starting a new job tomorrow anxiety" into being productive as heck.
Refreshed my hair, and made 2 pies! (One for dinner, one for dessert)
Now the nerves are back and I have nothing else to do to take my mind off it ๐ญ
I have been in a proper shitty mood all week and cannot seem to shift it ๐
I know I cannot be fun to be around atm coz I'm even pissing myself off, but literally have no idea what to do to stop it.
It's Friday night and instead of getting ready to go to the pub, I've spent my evening shopping for gardening supplies so I can spend my weekend sorting my garden... Who am I anymore ๐
Who the fuck do these pricks think they are? You are a public service, not a private army. You're here to serve the people. If they want to protest against an archaic, jingoistic load of shite that's been paid for out of their pocket, your job is to keep them safe, not stop them.
Been back down south for 5 days and my southern accent is fully back ๐ญ
Hoping once we pass Birmingham tomorrow on the way home I'll magically no longer sound like a fucking tory ๐
Will not be socializing in the north until my normal accent is back ๐