Tonight, I feel a bit like I've been hit - okay, bumped - by a big truck. After eleven days off in a row, sleeping in with B-man and Paige, enjoying happy hour every night, shopping leisurely and generally lounging around, what the hell was I thinking going back to work?
I always forget that, after a vacation, not only are my own projects waiting like crouching tigers, so are the endless questions/needs/requests of my staff.
Good Lord, people.
image from nairaland.com
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