Have you ever noticed how every time that we have a Bank Holiday the rest of the week feels even longer than usual? I must have enjoyed myself a little too much over the weekend?
I couldnt believe it when at 440AM, I woke and was unable to sleep again until I had atleast been to the bathroom. Then it was one of those sleeps where you dream but feel so wide awake from the dream.
I managed to be the first one in the office this morning. Officially I was told my hours are 9 till 5 but you are expected to do more. Being the new boy I feel I need to impress somewhat and so stayed till 545. The big question is, how late do you stay? How early do you go in when you are nowhere near to a deadline? I would happily work late if I have a project that needs to be completed.
I think I am still finding my feet and slowly getting my teeth stuck into more things.
Came home this evening, cooked, ironed and chilled ready for an early night to make up for the excessive late nights at the weekend!
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