dangling over our heads

8:30am and in the car park at work.

Got to cycle as far as the train today, which was nice. Grateful for MiL taking the weeWeir to nursery.

Deadline day number one looming large tomorrow. Lots of panic, much flapping, but I left work to be with Mrs theWeir for a few hours this afternoon. Always a better idea.

I often wonder if there's a collective sub-concious creation of periods of intense pressure in order to increase productivity, effectiveness or generally just to get the job done.

Either that or as a people we can't say no.