At a loose end

We were supposed to have our regular department meeting today, but an hour before the scheduled meeting time, an email came around, postponing it to tomorrow.

This leaves me at an unexpected loss. I mean, I had work to do, but I was ready to put it aside for the meeting (which was liable to take all afternoon). So now I can do my work, but I'm not mentally prepared for that; what I'm mentally prepared for is a long, dry, dismal meeting where I exchange droll glances with fellow longsuffering colleagues. I even dressed for the meeting: the meeting room is always too cold, so I wear pants on meeting days, rarely a skirt. Now I've got to go through the whole preparatory process tomorrow again.

Help! I've become a sad, suckered civil servant.