Not much to report.
Work, work, work, work, work, work, work…repeat ad infinitum. I’ve worked harder than this in the past but not very often and not for such sustained periods. The last three days I’d been in meetings from before 9am till 6pm with no time for breaks of even lunch. Not trying to play the world’s smallest violin it just helps explain why my life has such singular focus at the moment.
Situation wasn’t helped by finding my own job advertised on jobserve, whilst I assumed someone was testing something (which was proven correct) there was a momentary flash of WTF and all of my department have decided that my days are numbered…which is an interesting little dynamic to manage.
I cannot stress how much I need my holiday in September, it may take me most of the two weeks to decompress and get my brain to relax. Unfortunately I have the feeling that I’ll be getting lots of calls and may get called back in.
Umm not much else to report. I’m selling a bunch of trades, oh and my old wedding ring from my beta-test marriage. The latter is more cause I’m just curious about what it’s worth than any expectation that I’ll make my fortune 
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Stubbornness got me to the gym this evening, so I’ve not missed a session even though it meant I didn’t leave the site till gone 7pm. Cause of my mood (if the world had balls then I’d kick it in them) I gave it the full whack and topped things off with some visualisation on the punchbag…my left hand is none too happy but I can report that my spinning backfist is still a thing of beauty.
Lucas starts pre-school in about 10 days…that’s just insane.
