Every now and again, I found myself being irrationally frustrated with work. I do a feel a little bit under stress, as it seems I don't have enough time to finish everything.

But then I stop myself and ask: what do I really have to worry about? I suppose my work ethic is such that I want to finish everyting in a timely manner, but it's also not the end of the world if I don't.

Also made me think about work meetings with clients: it's not the end of world if they don't go well. That's what I've been telling myself anyway.

Also, seems like I can stop using the space heater, as I haven't turned it on since last evening, and I felt fine most of the day.