Further ramblings of a self-made pauper

Well I think it's getting close to being mission accomplished at work. One stage of it anyway. Papers go up to the minister tomorrow. There is a meeting with her on Thursday morning. She won't have read the papers and will have to make her decision (if she makes one at all) blind. Still, we have a paper trail several miles long, plus dire warnings from our legal people concerning the fall out if we miss the Christmas deadline.

With all her faffing around, we do not have any slack in the calendar for even technical hitches.

So, why 'Mission Accomplished?' well, we consulted on the financial settlement and got close on a 45% response rate. All of them negative. We're doing it anyway, with minor technical adjustments. There's not enough money to go around, so we have to be equally unfair to everybody. If anyone is happy with their settlement, it means they're getting too big a slice of a too small cake.

Although I am not a fan of Christmas per se, I am a fan of the time off work; I am really knackered with all this crap and way behind on anything I want to do outside of the office. A while away top recharge the batteries and then I can catch up on my neglected writing, I reckon.

Not down, just tired.