I wrote a whole long post, which was a bit of a rant, and then deleted it. Some matters are best not shared on the open web, even if the intention is to delete after a couple of days.
I received a most apologetic phone call this morning from the lady I complained about yesterday, and all is well there. I draw a line and now we’re friends.
I’m feeling a bit less friendly towards Bod, but I’ve worked out a way forward. I resent letting his arrangements go ahead, as he’ll think I was merely making a fuss, but it’s better to be gracious than resentful.
I am mentally writing my talk for Saturday. I have put a few words down, and I think that enthusiasm will carry me through. I will write more, probably the whole thing in full, and then condense into bullet points which I hope not to look at when the time comes.
I haven’t looked again at Nuance, the PDF rewriter. This is stupid. I must. I’m avoiding, and this is, to repeat, stupid. I haven’t yet had all the forms back, which is a poor excuse.
I was awake half the night worrying. This is also stupid, but I couldn’t help it.
One can choose. I will choose to be calm and relaxed, though possibly I won’t be able to put choices into practice until noon on Saturday.
I feel better now. If you have been, thanks for listening.