In other news, leaving the house at 8:20 today got me to work at 9:20, which is No Good. Even though I made a perfect landing at Putney Bridge (though somehow getting on the SLOW SLOW train, I can only imagine it was waiting for a platform to become available), the Pic was too full at Earl's Court and I was punted to the second train, a mere three minutes later, but with so many bodies coming out at the same time I was slowed down, molasses-like, as I attempted to make my way out of the station. The train to station slowassco took about ten minutes. Tomorrow: I leave earlier. (9:30 is not acceptable working hours in my new group, unfortunately.)
Now I get to start on my new project - test plan and test cases due end of next week! No rest for the wicked, I suppose, though the amount of time I spent planning my trip to Paris with butterbee (I think going back here should be the plan) and looking up the Pilates options at the downtown YMCA certainly didn't count as work. At least I was virtuous and had leftovers for lunch instead of going out.