The busier I get, the more I don't want to do anything but sit at a table, outside, under some lights. Without a single cell phone in sight and absolutely no way to access my email.
This news is brought to you by a seven-deadline week. Five down, two to go.
(Note: does that count as complaining about work? If so, well...not complaining might be the hardest resolution, in the history of resolutions, to keep.)