I am a whimp, there I said it.
Having been 38 days in the UK, 28 on vacation, 10 stuck in seemingly never ending loop of confusion, frustration and anger trying to escape while airlines argued over our paper work…and having multiple Covid tests.aghhhhhh.
Having then been selected for random resting on our arrival, and had to self isolate for days, I eventually get the all clear…am I running to the barn to see my horse? Nope, waiting one more day, I mean it’s just one more day right!
And why ami waiting?
Because I am officially A WHIMP. Not going out there, no sire, I have been in beautiful warm weather for a month, you know, British winter, don’t even need a BIG coat. Told my BO that she can feed him one more day…I’ll start again tomorrow.