Bunch of my team got hit with a wave of extra work they were previously promised they wouldn't have to worry about. I was lucky it didn't impact me too bad but I was getting a lot of secondhand stress. I buried my head in a big, long sustainability Zoom call which went well, plus some other bits and pieces. Latterly our Producer brought in some very fancy bottles of wine to say thank you to all the prep crew for undertaking such a rough week. All the departments came into our office, laid down their tool and lifted a very small glass. It felt like Christmas 1914 for a moment.
Rebecca was out tonight so I could watch a weird horror film. One Cut of the Dead was my chosen movie which started off as one of most ropey zombie pieces I'd seen in a long time. By the end of it I felt it I realised that the film was actually perfect for my Mum of all people as it ends up going in a very different direction to what you'd expect. Get through the first 30 minutes, and you'll get it.