Boxer

Flat day. Took me all of 3 hours to get majorly, I-wanna-go-punch-something style stressed. Communication is such a key part of my job, hell my life, that I get really wound up when it is poor. There is a lot going on at the moment, and so many ‘distractions’ and questions that need answered etc etc. The main problem is not knowing when we will get answers, or even an inkling about where things are headed.

On a lighter note… eh … hang on, let me think of one…