complaining

Such a busy time: work, two freelance assignments, work, social obligations, work.

I literally dream about work these days.

There must have been joy in at one point. There still is occasionally, but mostly I just feel annoyed at the laziness at the top, the diorganization, the last-minute everything.

And a reminder to EVERYONE: Meetings waste time. Send a memo, for crying out loud.

Thank you.

And now back to work.