It's been an engaging week, which has been quite demanding. I read somewhere that you can try to get extra uptime from your staff, but it will come back to you in the form of invisible downtime. There's no doubt about it. Today I was suffering the effects of having been pushing things too hard all week. I knew also that my night was pretty much my own, which meant I felt less under pressure to do anything at all.

The day started slowly, but grew to a crescendo as I started to get things done, and the project I'm working on hit a series of snags. The upshot is that there's a conference call at 6am tomorrow morning (or sooner). This is quite something. I was also working until about 7pm this evening, in as far as I was taking calls from people still at work between 6.30pm and 7pm as I travelled home and then hung around not quite travelling to the meal out I was due at.

The meal was ultimately had. I cycled there. It wasn't an incredibly low-calorie evening. It didn't matter.

Then home and I did my first load of washing! oh my god. I know. How cool is that. I will no longer be shipping my washing out. Wow!

That is all.