My mood is starting to creep up as the restrictions are starting to lift. For every day we step closer to some sort of normality I strip closer to getting back to myself. Being able to set foot in a shop even if you’re buying or not is nice. To of the option that you don’t have to troll on line for things you need. We’re edging closer to being able to meet a friend for coffee when the kids are at school. Being able to talk to someone face to face. Fight over who is paying for coffee or if you’re having a scone or tray bake. The simple things make you happy. Things that were once so important pale in significance to what really matters. Who cares what you wear now or what your hair is like. It’s the simple things that matter. Family, company, health.