Tomorrow is the first time since the UK lockdown started that I’m going to work. In fact, it’s going to be the first time since then to ride the train.
I have technically been working this whole time but from home. Mostly online training and check-ins. I am not going to lie, I miss proper work. I miss my co-workers, our regulars and the work itself.
I have even run out of our official training content so I started taking online courses on Future Learn as recommended by one of my superiors. I have also taken this opportunity to do some personal courses. Such as fiction writing, poetry and even one about morals in fairy tales.
Tomorrow is my induction to where I will be placed for the foreseeable future. Unfortunately, it seems that I won’t start properly until about the middle of September. Even then I will only work in the office for six hours a week and need to make up the rest of my time with online work.
Still, it’s a start.
My only real concern is travel. To get there, I need to take two trains. Again, I haven’t been on any public transport in months. I am naturally a very paranoid person at the best of times, let alone during a pandemic.
I will take all the necessary precautions of course, but me being me, I am nervous. I suppose it’s just a matter of getting into the habit. Just like getting used to wearing a mask when I go to the shops and following one way systems.
If you had told me this time last year that I would be this stoaked to go to work one day, I would have laughed in your face. Yet, here we are. I have already sorted out an outfit and prepped one of my nicer bags for the day.
I am looking forward to seeing my co-workers again. This feels like the first step forward for getting back into semi-normality for me.
Wish me luck!