is it age or is it just me?

After everyone else has left the office, I turn around to a sight that kind of overwhelmed me.

Work strewed over the meeting table for a potential client. I am so unprepared for this presentation to say the least, what an unnerving thought. This will be another late night. Although it pales in comparison to my days at Milk, I have gotten a tad lazier since. 2am work nights are no longer for me. Age is catching up.

And right across from the meeting table, my work space offers a horror of its own, I call it mess.

How I tolerated this I can't believe. I don't think my colleagues at Milk have seen me work in anything short of neat. I was known for my clean desk which I cleared every day.

Sigh, have I really slobbed this much?

I got to take time to sort this out.

p/s: watching Ghost of Girlfriends Past tomorrow, but I'm so tempted to skip it just to give me the additional hour or two of sleep.
pp/s: I'm really looking forward to badminton on Sunday.
ppp/s: wants to reward herself with a DSLR, but knows its not gonna happen anytime soon.
pppp/s: needs to learn stuff faster, so I don't have to spend so much time doing what I do.