Thursday, April 14, 2011
Hello, Style Nation! While Anne is off enjoying sunny California, I thought I'd break my self-imposed sabbatical. I've had a crazy busy semester, but it's been productive and good. I finally feel like I'm reaching something like balance, and towards the end of my third year as a professor and a New Yorker, I feel more confident about my abilities and about belonging. Like other esteemed style colleagues, I am counting down the weeks until end of term, but we still have a while to go. In fact, my 13 day spring break starts tonight at 7:40. I have mountains of grading to do, but I am excited nonetheless. Please excuse my cranky face. I think I've lost my outfit taking mojo.
During my "sabbatical" as SFE called it, I spent a lot of time reading (for fun and for the career), writing, writing some more, and eating/cooking. I thought a lot about politics. I read Your Money or Your Life, and then Blokey and I set up clear financial goals. We donated some money to progressive causes/Japan. I re-united with graduate school friends in Montreal and networked with strangers (and didn't die of embarrassment). I made some good connections at another conference in Chicago. I go swept up in barefoot-style/forefoot strike running (then screwed up my knees, and now my foot, but I am still dedicated). I've now been on GAAD since mid July, and thrifted 4 times, a total of $80 (plus some shoes). I sat around thinking on planes and trains. It's been a good break.
I've been chatting with Anne about my future on this blog. (I've had the fortune to visit Chicago twice and we'll go once more in the summer). I think I will probably continue to blog, but my interest in my clothes has gone down. I apologize for my sporadic commenting, but I do still read all of your blogs on my Google Reader. I still like clothes and styles, and I still like looking at your blogs (so fun and so necessary to break up long teaching/writing days), but my participation in Style Nation will probably take a back seat to some of the other things on my plate.