Making the mindless manageable

I’m at the office doing what I like to call MBW (Mindless Bitch Work). This is the sort of crap that gets put off throughout the week: closing client files, finishing a few discovery matters, bugging my partners’ offices with listening devices, etc. These are the sorts of activity that so frequently gets put off, but still, at some point, must be done.

It’s Sunday and I don’t want to be at the office, but yet, here I am: I’m in sweaty work out clothes, haven’t shaved since Friday, and walking around here barefoot.

I know, I am such a rebel.