No room at the Inn Grrr to today, quite frankly. Hared off to work with a packed suitcase, The plan was for me to stay in a hotel so that I would be handy to leave for the North tomorrow for this latest bloody pitch. It was only when I got to work I realised that I had left my wallet at home. Argh! For several moments I had to overcome desire to bang my head on the desk, or The Gnome. Working far too hard today. Feeling very stressed and suddenly got sharp stabbing chest pains over my heart. Turns out that I have pulled a muscle while swimming this week, but it gave me a nasty few minutes. Took time out to meditate for half an hour at lunch and felt 100% better. The afternoon stretched well into the evening. Working with people who were actually completely incompetent at their jobs. Pitch moved into Pitch Hell phase when I found myself standing over people (while the rest of the agency was out enjoying a party) having to take every single decision myself for a web redesign for two hour...
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