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Woke in the wee hours: over-warm, listing work to-dos in my head, and suffering from the sherry cream sauce. Eventually, i looked at the time: 4:30 am. Christine also wok. She was cold. I managed to get my body temperature headed down with a glass of cold water, and spent the rest of the wee hours focusing on breathing, on my meditation prayer, on rest.

I made tea at the usual time and have spent much of the time reading the 'net: news and blogs and photos and comics.

I am feeling "normal" at the moment, and have a mild dread at the thought of returning to the too long list of things to do. Work is hopefully going to stay free of triggers for a while. The bad behaviors of power-parties is out of my control, but it's not ongoing. The incidents from last week are past, will likely show up again, but just as likely other colleagues will be pleased with my efforts.

In the wee hours i realized how over-full my mind is and realized that a stress for the second work trip is note-taking: capturing meeting results. I hesitate to do this on paper, but i may move to a work notebook again: it's just so hard to get things off paper and into distribution channels, for me. Wish my typing was better into the phone, or that my typing while talking & engaging was just generally better.