Ready, but not ready

In practical terms, I'm pretty much ready to head up to London and my new job tomorrow - there are clothes and the like still to pack, but that's a quick job, given my years of experience of working away in the past. On a personal level, though, I'm not at all enthusiastic about the prospect of being away from my home and family, to the extent I've actually been quite down over the weekend, particularly today. I know, rationally, that I've had little choice other than to follow this course of action, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. No doubt it will all become routine after a few weeks, assuming nothing unforeseen intervenes to complicate matters. It's going to be an early start for me in the morning, as well - I don't need to be at my new workplace until 10:00, and I was originally planning to leave at 5:00, but, on reflection, leaving at that time, I'll get to Greater London right in the throes of the worst of the rush hour, so I'm going to leave an hour earlier, and perhaps use the extra time at the other end to treat myself to a leisurely breakfast.
Cutie of the day was undoubtedly the pretty, dimply, brown-haired boy spotted with his family at the supermarket at lunchtime - they seemed be going down every aisle we were going up, and vice versa, so I saw quite a bit of the boy, which was a little oasis of sweetness on an otherwise rather downbeat day.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B