As in, proverbially kicking my heels off.
Today I encouraged a veiled young lady that being an occasional bitch will save her many times in life. I then endured an entire meeting dominated by four foreign consultants discussing how to improve Jakarta's water supply system. Letting myself feel strangely embarrassed that they knew more about the system than I, or the other Indonesians in that meeting room, knew. I then endured a long conference call in which I had to pretend to care about my client's debt-to-equity conversion clause and the numerical base price per share. My mind quietly wandered and decided to remind me that I wanted to lose 5 kgs this year, speaking of numbers.
I'm completely spent.