Day in day out

So here we see my arrival at and departure from t'office this bright blue day. It was in fact was the third day in a row that I've not finished work until after 7pm - after starting at 9am. The odd thing is, I don't go into each day with a particular sense of having a lot to do...it just seems to keep working out that way. But working late every night isn't good for your soul: strange thoughts to creep in sometime after 6pm.
Meanwhile, my assistant is still quietly driving me a little nuts. Am I being too hard on him - or not hard enough? I still haven't quite made up my mind about that.
Tune!