What a morning
Feb. 13th, 2004 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lnrWorked from home yesterday due to being completely struggling to stay awake in the office the last few days, and hoping I'd get more done at home, or at least feel less bad when not working. This did not work well in practice though and I spent most of the day at least, was even less productive, and still felt bad about it. So back in the office today.
Only first I had to get up (hard enough), wade through angst on LJ, and get ready to go. At which point I realised my wallet was missing. Looked everywhere, no sign. Double-checked bank and credit card accounts online to make sure no odd transactions had gone through, and then thought to ring the Carlton, since that was the last place I'd definitely had it. And lo and behold it appeared, tucked behind a pipe by the wall in the pub. So very late I did at least manage to rescue it on the way in and not have to panic more and cancel everything.
And now though I was in late I've already got more done than any other day this week so far, but still feel terrible. I should go talk to James, but I'm scared.
Only first I had to get up (hard enough), wade through angst on LJ, and get ready to go. At which point I realised my wallet was missing. Looked everywhere, no sign. Double-checked bank and credit card accounts online to make sure no odd transactions had gone through, and then thought to ring the Carlton, since that was the last place I'd definitely had it. And lo and behold it appeared, tucked behind a pipe by the wall in the pub. So very late I did at least manage to rescue it on the way in and not have to panic more and cancel everything.
And now though I was in late I've already got more done than any other day this week so far, but still feel terrible. I should go talk to James, but I'm scared.
