This year my mood seems to be as variable as the British weather. Sunny and bright one minute, downpours the next. Referring back to my DIY psychoanalysis babble book I am reasonably confident that I know the source of my emotional swing-ometer cum newton's cradle.
Put simply I am frazzled, trying to do way too much. Add to that the fact there is a new Board at work, which brings the usual tension, politics, navel-gazing and land-grabbing. But mostly I am missing one person at work who really 'got' me, someone I really clicked with - even if it was, at times, like working for Miranda, aka Anna Wintour's caricature in The Devil Wears Prada.
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