Back in the jug agane

[white_hart]

Today in numbers:

Steps walked: 14,442. Guess who got a Fitbit for Christmas? Now when I say that I walk miles every day at work I can back it up with hard evidence; 11.55km or 7.17 miles today.

Emails in my inbox when I got to work this morning: 57

Percentage of those emails which were junk and could be deleted straight away: 30%

Emails read during the day: about 150

Emails sent: 63

Number of people wished a Happy New Year: approximately 7 million, or that's how it felt.

Chocolate, cake and other festive treats consumed: none

Old movies watched: none, although I did spend an hour earwormed by "High on the hill stood a lonely goatherd" which is almost as good as actually watching The Sound of Music. Or that's what I tried to tell myself, anyway.

Weeks until I will next be able to take time off: at least 11

Point at which I first thought "surely it must be nearly time to go home now? I've been here hours!": 10:30am.

Comments

[clanwilliam]

Woke up at 4:30 with a trapped claustrophobia dream; did not sleep again.

Boiler at work broken; froze.

Contributors meeting deadlines I'd set (technically not my job, but I took charge on sensible grounds): bloody brilliant.

Afternoon's earworm: Blueberry Hill. Sheer sodding joy.

[antisoppist]

Number of people wished a Happy New Year: approximately 7 million, or that's how it felt.
I can't imagine why the primary school lollipop man (and classroom assistant) thought greeting everyone crossing the road was a good idea.

[white_hart]

I can kind of see that he might have thought it would be a nice thing to do, and then felt unable to stop in case the people who were later heared that he'd greeted the earlier people and got miffed. (Or that would have been what I'd have done, probably.)

[wellinghall.livejournal.com]

The details of my day were rather different, but the general feeling was quite similar.

[white_hart]

I do generally like my job, but no-one likes going back to work after Christmas.

[widgetfox.livejournal.com]

This is a brilliant post although I am sorry about the last point.

[white_hart]

Ah well, I'll be fine soon. I do actually love my job, I just don't love going back to it after two weeks off.

[widgetfox.livejournal.com]

I completely understand how these two things might coexist.

[nineveh-uk.livejournal.com]

The holiday feeling never lasts that long... That is an immense amount of walking. I'm afraid that I went to bed with great intentions on that front last night and utterly failed.

I had the office to myself, and pushed by the cricket, finally managed to spend a couple of hours at the end of the day on a task that really needed to have been at the top of my list for some time: filing. I fear that more is needed, but at least it was a tiny bit of managing to start on something for the new year!

[white_hart]

And that was with getting to the Banbury Road this evening and deciding to get a bus and not walk to Summertown.

I am very bad at filing. My preferred tactic is to leave things piled on the desk until it reaches a point where they're no longer relevant and then chuck them in the shredding, but that doesn't work for everything.

[nineveh-uk.livejournal.com]

I also adopt that filing method for many things. It is useful and, ultimately, efficient. Except when you have mixed your "confidential but don't really care long-term" pile with your "contains vital personnel documents" file in the small cupboard you use for things you can't just leave out on the desk, and thus have to go through it all page by page. Oh well, the cupboard is getting clearer.