I woke up at 7am this morning worrying about a case at work.
As I get older, I find myself worrying more about my work. When I was a newly qualified lawyer, I think I was much more confident and direct in my approach. I would look up the law, and then attack a problem.
Now, I seem to agonise more over everything. I think of problems from too many angles, and sometimes I feel almost paralysed with indecision. I suspect that it comes of experience: I now know that things are often not as simple as they appear. And I suppose I recognise that the gaps in my knowledge are - and always will be - much wider than the solid ground.
And so it was this morning. I started to worry about an inheritance tax time limit. By 7.15am my stomach was churning to the point where I had to get u, get dressed, go to the office, collect some text books and come back to read them over the breakfast table.
Sometimes I wish that I had gone into hairdressing.
(The problem - if you're wondering - turned out not to be a problem, but in fact a rather interesting opportunity to save tax.)
Nightcap
15 years ago
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