That feeling of knowing the new year is going to be as big a shit storm as last year despite that over peppy friend spouting crap like “New year, New me”
Sandra: “2021 is going to be epic. I’m going to get the vaccine, I’m going to go on holiday, New Year New Me babes”
Me: “Fuck off Sandra and be a bit more Januwary. This shit ain’t over. Where’s my wine?”