Manager at Royal Mail called me just now – I’m going back today!! And I feel quite emotional. I know it sounds stupid and weird but whenever something positive happens in my life I get fucking paranoid it’s going to get taken away from me.
And what’s more positive than being able to give up a shit job that you’ve had to trudge into for 16 years, that you’d frequently want to be ANYWHERE other than, and doing a NICE job that has fresh air, exercise, is nice and simple, and where pretty much every person you work with is a decent person.
I even get to have a “welcome back meeting”, the manager told me on the phone, which will be tonight after work – whatever that is. The icing on the cake would be if I manage to get to drive van 27 today for my shift, but let’s not push it.
I finally tested negative yesterday morning, and I’ve rarely felt more relieved.