It’s dreary and cold in Stockholm, with the odd snowflake falling. Quite the change from last week’s sunshine and relative warmth. I’m struggling this morning, because it’s one of those days where I have to work in the evening, but it’s hard not to sit down and just get started right away. Putting in too many hours isn’t a good habit, as I’ve preached previously, but Mondays are particularly hard not to just get on with it. The todo list is long, after all.
But no. I’ll stay put for another hour or so, then have lunch, and head out for my first meeting of the day. After that it’s back to the words mines. So much to write, so little time. Literally.