This is Day 3 of my Holy Week detox. Self-induced decaffeination process that began on Palm Sunday and really kicked off on Monday with a headache from Hell that sent me to be at 8 o'clock.
I've been so thirsty since then, and drinking gallons of water.
Quite scary what an effect it has…
Also my last day in the office before the Easter break. I have got most things done amid the chaos.
We had SIX people in the office yesterday now that Max has started with us for April. He's a cousin or something of D's, looking for a bit of work experience before he goes back to Uni in May.
Nice kid too - very efficient and easy going.
Shame that Charlotte's Work Experience last week didn't work out - her Grandad died suddenly on the Tuesday night and we never saw her again!

The coffee rota stand-off continues.
It's getting quite ridiculous. Neither D or Mel will get the idea of turns, or what they are each expected to do. Seems that anything that isn't actually important to them isn't worth doing. So today (again!) there is no milk, no water and no clean mugs.
I've written a memo (!!) and put up a notice, and we discussed it all at the staff meeting last week.
So what exactly is the problem.

I'm trying to get over the idea that not only is each person within the company as important as everyone else, but also that each job is as importnt as all the others. So taking your turn to make the tea and keep the kitchen running for one day a week is just as important as, for instance, closing a £10K sale or packing maps in boxes, or chasing artwork from advertisers.
I'm not getting far.
Perhaps that's my Christian ethic coming through, which is out of place in a room full of reform Jews.
Well, when I say jews, I mean people who are culturally Jews but have no faith. Being Jewish is a racial and cultural identity I think - not necessarily a religion.
Bu then how can someone who is Vice-Chair of the city's council of faiths and organising a meal tonight for Pesach get away with saying its all ridiculous and openly state they do not believe in 'all that rubbish'.
This is exactly the same as D - and I find it all a bit hypocritical I'm afraid, but hey ho what do I know.

Hopefully Tx is out in the woods with the kids this morning, trying to calm everyone down a bit. Since A's return on Monday morning its all been a bit manic at home and everyone has been bickering far worse than they usually do.