Busy busy busy

Having a lie-in. Until six thirty. This week has really tested me as a morning person. Every morning I've been up before six. One morning I even got up at four. No, not by choice. A week of tremendous work pressure. In the midst of the hurricane there is still something that is triggering my drive to learn. At a close distance I've observed the fifty plus men in action and negotiations. I have once more seen people's reactions to unexpected change. How they go through the phases of chock; denial, anger, sadness. Some are already in the acceptance phase, but far from all. To top up the week, I'm carrying a spring cold just like everybody else.

I know the coming Easter holiday at the country house will be a welcome break.