It’s supposed to be an early Wednesday, but the morning meetings were canceled cause there is a holiday on the other side of the world. However, at 6AM this morning, a certain little kitty cat loudly informed me THAT MY ALARM HADN’T GONE OFF YET!!! Sadly, trying to go back to sleep didn’t work terribly well.

BBC is showing Prime Minister’s Questions and gawd, I love watching Parliament just yell at Boris Johnson. It’s fantastic. Folks are pretty pissed about this party/gathering/whatever it was last year at Christmas while everyone else was stuck at home.

Speaking of stuck at home, the county is officially back in high transmission status. Sigh. BBC just said that Pfizer is working on an Omicron-specific shot, but that won’t be around until at least March.

So, despite being vaccinated/boosted, I feel like I’m right back where I was this time last year. Got an invite to a small thing, and I was, “Yeah, I’d love to, but, no.” And it sucks, because I look and feel like a freak – but I also know if I decided to go, I’d be miserable all evening, and probably have a panic attack.

I know the vaccines prevent serious illness, but I feel like I’m still totally on my own as far as preventing transmission in the first place. If our cases were low/moderate, sure – but they’re not, and I just don’t know where everyone else has been.

The rate of breakthrough infections as part of all infections is 8.7% currently. That should make me feel better, but it doesn’t, especially now that Omicron is in the mix. Bleah.

21 months of this. 2 months where were in low/moderate after I got vaccinated. 90% of the past 21 months where I have been fucking stuck at home watching half the country just do whatever the fuck they want.

Hang in there.