As I've been stood here, pondering what to write, wondering whether I'll have enough content or thoughts or opinions to post regularly (it's not looking good, is it?) I began to consider slipping, reluctantly, back into the routine. Early start, walk the dog, work, eat, sleep repeat.
There's only so much you can say about work, as much can't be shared due to the fact it's either terminally dull to outsiders, commercially sensitive or both.
Yeah... only 1343 work emails to plough through. Meetings for most of the day.
I'd really like to run my day like so:
- delete all emails
- cancel all meetings
- do useful stuff
However, as I'm part of a corporate machine, I don't have that choice. At least, not until I can break free of that machine. Bring on the lottery jackpot win.
The small thing that will help the Monday morning blues is that I have my son with me for an additional and unexpected day, so I don't need to worry about this until Tuesday. Happy days.
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