Hi ho. Life’s pretty blech at the moment, because I’m worried about work. Sometimes I just feel so inadequate and I wonder what the hell I’m doing there. Other days I feel as though I’m not really that bad, and maybe I’m not as useless as I feel the other days. I know it will be all right in the end (unless I get sacked of course), but until then I can’t help worrying. It’s really put a crimp on my weekend - ordinarily I would be enjoying the beautiful weather we’re having at the moment, but I can’t because I can’t stop thinking about work, and worrying about going in tomorrow, and all the things I have to do, and how I’m going to go about doing them. Once my deadline has been met I’ll feel better but until then…