Pills

A busy morning trying to collate a number of spreadsheets (those again) and many emails, including several involving increasing degrees of micromanagement from yesterday's mad driver.

This culminated in an attempted kidnapping of me from one meeting, followed by 'words' between the two parties in the corridor with me stuck, literally, in the middle.  After an hour, and while standing around in a hot basement lab, the beginnings of the visual disturbance that heralds a migraine appeared.  Some fresh air and time allowed the fuzziness to reach my peripheral vision and let me see enough to type, so after sending the email that was the cause of all the fuss I made an early escape.