Or something like that and I’m going to be back at work.  It’s not the healthiest, most productive way to count off the hours and days and such a massive build-up will lead to one hell of an anti-climax.  There’s going to be a lot to do, not enough time to do it in and I’m sure there will be a few million tedious little details to help tide me over.
 
Saw another applicant today, she seemed ok.  I spent about an hour last night fretting over things in bed before I finally passed out.  Stress – can do well without it.  And I checked my bank balance.  The first thing I’m going to do next Monday is email Shared Services and demand an ex-gratia payment.
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