Topping Out

First Day Back At Work After A Holiday Syndrome should be a thing.  From the shock of the alarm at 6 to the first this-doesn't-work phone call, everything jarred a bit more than it should have done.  And it was that much more jarring because the clocks have gone forward.

I gave up at 3:30 because my brain was full of business German again and I didn't want to start anything new and risk it going wrong.

The building of the crane over the road was an occasional pleasant distraction.  There's an awful lot of building going on around here.