My case of the Mondays just keeps right on rolling... I've spent the whole week putting out small fires on projects that were supposed to be long put to bed and/or that I wasn't supposed to be spending any time on. How did an official allocation of zero percent of my time suddenly become 100% of it? How am I supposed to make any forward progress on what are ostensibly our current high priorities when I am incessantly nibbled to death by metaphorical ducks?
Now, where'd my stapler go?
- Mood: cranky
- Music: VNV Nation - "Kingdom"