Getting out of town...

Today for the second time in two weeks I  had to drive out of town for work.  Today it was to meet a client and look at a site in Epping Forest, so not that far, but a really welcome break and change of pace.

It really reminded me of several things (all of which are pretty obvious and have no great insight).

• When you have a kid and family, work can be a lovely break and a change of pace.  It’s nice to remember that you are a grown-up, a professional and a real person.  More than just someone who is tall (can reach things), can provide food or knows how to turn Bing on the TV.
• It’s lovely to get out of town and see some trees and breathe a little, even if for work and only for a few hours.  I still love London, but post lockdown I realise how much open space and clean air means to me
• Finally, and this is the one that makes me seem mean.  It is sometimes lovely to be alone.  This is odd as only yesterday I was moaning about being lonely.  But a specific, and deliberate amount of time alone is great.

There are of course ways it could have been nicer, I could have not been working! I could have stopped at a pub and had a lovely meal etc.  But another thing I have learnt over the last two years is to value the little breaks and to grab them when you get the opportunity…and of course, I did get paid to go.