I am SO excited. Today is our last day being stuck at home for the foreseeable future. I assume we’ll be told to stay home again sometime within the next six months, but for now, we are free. Well not now exactly, if I’m getting technical we’ll be released in 12 hours and 55 minutes. Not that I’m counting or anything…
In this time we haven’t been able to do anything. I haven’t seen my friends, I haven’t been to work, I haven’t taken my dog to the groomers, and worst of all, I haven’t been able to get a cover-up tattoo because I haven’t been able to visit the local tattoo parlour. I’m sure for a lot of people that doesn’t really sound like a big deal, but trust me, it is. I’ve spent too much time at home analysing every decision I’ve made in the last five years of my adult life and now I’ve decided I really hate the tattoo I got last year. I got it after a night out when I probably wasn’t in the best frame of mind. At the time I thought it was a great idea and now I regret it more than anything.
That’s why I am so excited that we won’t have to stay at home anymore in just over twelve hours. I wish that my tattooist in the Brisbane CBD was opening at 12:00 am on the dot, but unfortunately, they’ll be operating at their regular time schedule. So, I’ve got my tattoo cover-up appointment booked in for 8:00 am tomorrow morning. I can’t even begin to explain my excitement. I have a feeling that I won’t even sleep tonight because I’m just so excited about being free.
Once I’ve had my tattoo covered up, I’m going straight to the local cafe for brunch with my friends and then to the pub for lunch. I’ll probably be at the pub until close after that…