Calm and peace

I can’t remember the last time I felt this broken at work. Furious where people can’t see the things that need to be done (where it is their actual job), overwhelmed with a tsunami of work and helpless because I couldn’t work out a plan. Once you have a plan, it’s all ok. Without one it’s impossible.

Anyway after another day of angst, I finally sorted out a potential plan about 3:30. It might work. It made me feel a lot better. And then I went for a swim in the swimming teacher’s garden pool with Kate. First actual swim for two months. It was meditative and glorious.

Now have wine, chicken Kiev, task master and a Saturday lie in ahead. Am calm and peaceful. Thank goodness.