Just a little break

No, I didn't break a bone.

I'm in full work travel mode and pretty overwhelmed with work, am trying to gear up (both figuratively and literally, I guess) for the holidays, and am behind on everything I was going to do to be a kick-butt captain of my MS150 team this year. So what did I do this afternoon?

I skipped out of work, put ON a suit, went downtown on the train like a grown-up, and watched my friend Juan get sworn-in as a judge. He's going to be a great judge! I'm so excited for Minnesota. And Juan.

When I was there, I saw every law job boss I've ever had (except my current boss, who was covering a meeting for me in Atlanta). I'm still processing what conclusions I can draw from that. I think they are good ones.

When I got home, I saw that someone from the MS Society hand delivered this little giftie. (The back says "bike MS team captain.") Does that make me feel guilty for not being on top of my captainly duties? Not sure.

In the meantime, I've still been processing things offered by Amanda Palmer last Sunday. I wasn't sure I fully liked her, but if she made me think deep thoughts for a week, I think she must be doing something right. I've also been hemming and hawing for a week about the fact that I'm kind of a scaredy cat on my bike, despite fat tires and a super nice ride last weekend.

All of this means I'm in my head too much, and not outside enough.

p.s. can I just say how much I love the Sugarcubes guy? I love imitating him, "that girl on the thee bi-see-cle showed great interest in the motorcrashes in thee neighborhood," "squeaky clean, reeeeally clean."

This is my second post in a row with a p.s. Weird.