Sort of nice to be back at work today instead of sitting at home worrying.

It’s reached the point where I know I would be safer at home, not least because a hell of a lot of over 70s are still out shopping as usual. Instead I’m selfishly praying work doesn’t shut so we don’t have to worry about not being able to afford rent.

Matt was at home today so varnished the table and sanded the mirror, clever boy. Tried to have a normal evening but it’s hard to think about other things for very long.

Just mad.