Work, and sleep

Work went pretty well - turns out the new person had a serious, serious meltdown last week, possibly connected to her divorce, possibly from the stress of doing what I do every day without cracking. She also had a venting session about the clinicians with the clinic director, which I have *never* done. We'll see if she sticks, but I'm beginning to doubt it.

And I managed to get almost eight hours of sleep, in normal East Coast hours, at last. *crosses fingers about actually making it to Birka*