It was great to see people again. I do worry that I was awkward and weird and probably annoyed them, but then I always think that. Paul and I went for drinks on Sunday too. It wasn't as strange or restrictive as I thought it might have been and I now think that it probably won't be too long before the country gets back to normal once the pandemic is over.
I did mention possibly taking a short trip somewhere later this year, just for a few days, cos neither of us are really prepared for anything more than that. I'm not sure how enthusiastic he was though. Maybe it's best to leave even that much for next year. I just don't want our trips to become a thing of the past. I know he has a lot more going on in his life now and our holidays can't be exactly the same as they used to be, but I still want to go places with my best friend. But sometimes it feels like everything I suggest is a burden to him and I don't know if that's because he doesn't want to go and is just being too polite to tell me or if it's my own anxiety making up problems that don't exist.
But maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. Boris has just announced that restrictions are going to be kept for another month so it's probably not the best time to be planning anything anyway.