I have been OUT!

Despite my growing anxiety about work, and the fact that I have totally failed to deal with all the stuff I bought home, or to 'catch up' at all, in any meaningful way, I feel much more cheerful today!
This is largely because I have been OUT of the house! Indeed I have been shopping. To Bluewater! Half priced cashmere hoodies have been purchased! So yes, despite the fact that the roads are not yet safe enough for me to attempt the run to work, things are looking up.
Not that I would have attempted to drive myself you understand. I was rescued! B managed to get from his house to mine, announced that the main roads were fine, and that he could handle the country lanes, and whisked me off to a large shopping centre. Its not that I actually love shopping centres you understand, and in fact have never even been to Bluewater before, but the sheer change, of looking at shops and people, rather than snowy fields, was wonderfully cheering. The drive there was actually fine, leaving me feeling that I am a bit of a wimp for not attempting to venture out myself. But you know, it's one thing risking being caught in a snowdrift for hours on your own and quite another risking it with someone else. And then the journey home, when it had started snowing again, was something else. Now that was scary. It was a huge relief to get back without incident, and I must admit I did start to wonder if we had been horribly foolish. But we made it. And then we sat and watched telly by the fire, and ate a nice dinner and everything seemed a lot less depressing.
Today, we ventured out AGAIN, a short trip this time, for some food supplies and some logs. Wouldn't you guess that THIS was when we got stuck in the snow, at the local farm shop, and had to be dug out by people with shovels? But we survived that too.
Oh yes, and the postman came today, as well. Still wearing shorts. Ten inches of snow, and he is in shorts still....amazing! He brought me LOTS of little parcels, the result of all that internet shopping I have been doing while ill and bed bound, and later snowbound.
I really should attempt to get in to work tomorrow, and if it seems safe, I will. I do not however, feel like taking any risks. That B drives around so confidently seems to me to be a product of his inexperience and youth rather than an indication that it is actually safe out there. I remember feeling pretty invincible when I was his age too. Living alone has made me more cautious about all kinds of things.
If I don't get to London tomorrow, I must at the very least finish all the work I have brought home with me, and stop staying in bed till 10.00am