Workety work. Shoppety shop?

With Norwood still in Peru -- and then going offline for almost 4 whole days to hike the Inca Trail to Macchu Picchu -- I found it easy to replace being over-peopled by being overworked. That email catch-up a week ago was fierce, and I wanted to rest but quickly was reminded why it was that I had a backlog to begin with. It's performance review time at work, so I have spent a stupid number of hours cajoling people to write up their accomplishments; suggesting detail they could add or places they should be providing evidence or places they simply have clunky wording; etc.

So I was really glad for the three-day weekend. I did read some packets and leave comments on them, and working two weekends in a row isn't good; but I also spent all Saturday being sleepy, and binge-read all five Avatar graphic novels (these fill in some gaps between The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra).

I made a trip with Lion to Fluevog to pick up these gorgeous red boots, which are the perfect blend of the black Derbies and the red Operettas I already own. SO GREAT. Those boots and I are going to stomp all over the tech industry this fall. Then Title Nine finally had a sale on a sleeveless tunic sweater I've been eyeing for months and I pounced. It's in teal, my more standard palette... so that's two great things that are not going to go well together.

Less pleasantly, my period arrived on Sunday after 20 days. Getting less regular. The beginning of menopause?

I write this on a flight to San Francisco, where for the next two days I'll be thinking about executive sponsorship and career growth. I'm not sure I want career growth; I'm happier thinking about Wednesday when I damn near pressed a handstand and my coach was happy with how little help the spotter gave me. But I do like the chance to hang out with the other badass ladies who are in the program. And since it's far cooler in SF than in Boston right now, I've got those red boots in my carry-on just waiting to stomp. :D