The day passes in a blur with a new deadline, shorter than any other deadline, pushes aside everything I’d planned to do. I don’t mind the occasional day like this, or even a week of them, but I seem to have been living like this since last August. I don’t particularly care for it. When I was at HFA, there was a whole team I could coordinate to address the emergency deadlines. Now, there’s no one - particularly no one that I can rely on, just hand something to and know that it will be done in an acceptable manner.