7th
January
2014
What was wet is now slippery
I’m feeling rather self-satisfied. Today, work was a bit like a fast-paced tennis match. I don’t actually play tennis, but that’s what I imagine it to be. A volley of balls (requests for assistance) that I deflect or return according to the need. Never missed a beat, and that “things to do” list is diminishing, steadily. That’s a good thing.
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