It is. It is too bad my boss does not decide my raise (or even know my salary).

I am actually not certain if we are getting raises. If we are, it will be effective on Wednesday. We usually get a letter detailing the raise, and I haven't gotten one. I wasn't at the last all staff meeting, so maybe they talked about it there and let us know that there were no raises.

The people with whom I both work a lot and am confident would give me a good grade are pretty senior, so probably overwhelmed with reviews themselves.

Ask them anyway.

Thank you, brenda! I think you are better at leaning in than I am.

I am actually not certain if we are getting raises. If we are, it will be effective on Wednesday.

Oh yeah, same.

I think you are better at leaning in than I am.

We are in the process of handing off projects and people have been saying to me, "I will learn from the master!" when I say that I'm comfortable chasing down leadership.

And I don't know what to do with that. Because I guess I have gotten reasonably good at it, but it's because I'm like that cartoon with the dog sitting in a room on fire going, "This is fine."

I'm watching sparrows hopping around the backyard. There are several just-fledged youngsters, which I can tell because they're spending more time chasing the adults around and doing the flutter-beg than pecking at possible bugs.

One of my passengers yesterday was named Eunique! (OK, without the exclamation point.) And she totally lived up to it, in a non-crazy, non-weird way. Yet another fun encounter via Uber.

"These are my twin daughters, Monique and Eunique." - Eddie Murphy.

I was so saddened to hear about Chumley, Theo. Sometimes they make their own decisions.

We are in the process of handing off projects and people have been saying to me, "I will learn from the master!" when I say that I'm comfortable chasing down leadership.

My problem now is I get so many "favors" from these folks (i.e., the stuff that is critical to my job, but relatively minor to theirs) that I hate to add one more thing.

I had to rescue Mr Peabody from a small empty shipping box today. I accidentally knocked it off the table and it fell in the middle of his path to the door. I found him making pitiful little growls at it. It was maybe 6 inches high. He can jump at least four feet high.

The talk I need to deliver tomorrow as part of an all-day job interview has only barely reached Hot Mess status. At least I am mostly past the You Can't Edit A Blank Page status?

I hear you, flea--just got the email saying "what days are you free to set up this interview" (internal job thing), which means I need to get my ass in gear figuring out some "tell me about a time when..." stories. The good news is, I know a few of the people I report to are rooting for me...the bad news is they are not the ones interviewing me.

Thank you, brenda! I think you are better at leaning in than I am.

I think brenda is probably pretty darn good at that!

I did like, six hours of work, but now it is SO HOT upstairs in my room I can't think. What I SHOULD do is bring my laptop off the docking station (hooked to printer, keyboard, monitor) and bring it to teh basement where I am now. Which is much cooler. But instead I'm going to watch some orange is the new black. I do have one more thing I need to do today, and another thing that is due at 10AM that nobody has sent me half the required info, which is irksome.