Pigs ready for take-off

In a typical day, I receive about 200 emails, not including spam. If I am out of the office for any appreciable time, the email accumulates faster than I can deal with it. Thanks to concentrated effort, my work email’s inbox is at its smallest since … before I started. While the goal-oriented part of me wants to stay here until these eight items are cleared up, but the rational part says “it’s Friday afternoon, go home.”

Rational half wins.