I hate Christmas. I think. The fact is that other people’s decorations are going up, the Cadbury chocolate tree decorations have probably already sold out and all that’s left are edible Hello Kitties (footnote: Cadbury’s never make enough, even though they must know that anyone who buys them in November can’t possibly leave them alone), and yet I’m not feeling in the least festive. 774 more words
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How lucky am I?
After a weekend of enforced R&R (rest & recuperation) I returned to work today to face another week of impending deadlines. I actually thrive on deadlines but physically, I now find that any kind of stress is difficult to deal with either consciously or sub-consciously. 294 more words