Then I had my first Tuesday (last week) alone, which everyone warned me was the busiest day. But me, cocky middle-aged thing that I am thought I would sail through. Well I did, and I kept on sailing until 3. This week was different though. I finished at 1 with a similar workload and the mis-sort run.
But like golf I know I haven't cracked it. I am just as likely to finish at 3 again next week just as I could shoot an 85 (that's good for me) or a 95 (more likely) next time I play a round.
I still wouldn't go back to my old career over this though. I must be a rare breed, happy in my job.