You know the feeling, you're stacked with work and another big comms project lands. Imagine if that project was the Commonwealth Games...
Glasgow - whose citizens are not traditionally unaccustomed to the consequences of self-indulgent excess - has a monumental hangover.
As I write, the atmosphere in the city, four days after the end of the Glasgow 2014 Commonwealth Games, is somehow slower, heavier, almost slow-motion. But at least this time it's because of the end of one of the most celebratory, joyous and magical periods in the city's history, a period which will live long in the memory.