Today I deleted around 250 emails, and now there are fewer than 20 in my inbox. This week I'm going to test new email behaviour: I'm only going to read emails twice per day, and work on my projects the rest of the time. I'm not sure if a week is long enough to educate the rest of the company to stop being so reliant on this imperfect means of communication, but it's a start.
I also turned on the Xbox and did half an hour's exercise withe the Kinect, for the first time in over a month. This was excruciatingly painful, and by the end I was sweating too much to do some of the exercises (the perils of sweat on a smooth, tiled floor) but it may have made me a better person. We'll see tomorrow when I go running. When my wife called me on the way home from work, I was incapable of speaking; this may, or may not, have been a good sign.
This evening I undid most of the good work by going to a party and eating lots of cupcakes. We met a very avuncular man, the host of the party, who was born in Balham. I'm always overjoyed to meet another South Londoner, even if my own status is a little quasi-, having been dragged up on the mean streets of Beckenham. "Straight Out Of The Borough Of Bromley" doesn't quite have that gangster cachet.
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