November 24th, 2020 – 790

Well that was awful.

Every time I manage to get back on my feet this year gut punches me again. Granted this was a smaller punch but trying to work tethered off your phone whilst also performing a three-person negotiation over costings for the electric work that is the reason the power is switched off and is rather loud somewhat adgitated me. I went into today thinking I might manage an AM target. Well, it’s 23:35 as I write this so if I sit on finishing much longer I might yet, just not the kind I wanted…

Breathe deep, move on. I’ll fix it.