Jesus Christ. What has the lockdown turned me into.
After staring at the same 4 walls all day WFH in my office job since last March I actually burst into tears at 6pm and opened a bottle of wine because there is NEITHER Masterchef or any premier league/FA cup/euro on tonight.
Literally fell apart. Don't tell me to read a book, I read about 3 books a week, I'm just fucking DONE with this bullshit.
I'm a 37yo professional woman losing the plot over no daft cooking drama or football.
The last 12 months can fuck off. I'm done. I'm getting in my oodie and watching South Park.
Aaarrrrrrggggjjhhhhjhddd. 







