Busy busy busy

Only a half post, really, this time, because life has been quite busy. Most notably, work this week has contained much actual work. (I guess this is what happens when you go on vacation.) This has been (for the most part) exciting and invigorating, if occasionally alarming (such as when I was assigned to work on complicated things I don't know how to do because my supervisor is out—but hey, it all seems to be proceeding apace at this point). I have to say, I can gripe with the best of them about how much work I have to do, but I'd rather that than none. A day with a sense of purpose is much better than one without; if I don't have any, I will probably invent it. Although my definition of "purpose" is fairly loose: the purpose of this afternoon shall be to go on a long walk, stopping to consume food at a couple of points along the way.

Perhaps my day should look more like this...but I'm not holding my breath.

Also part of the busyness, and in the works for today, is a mad rush of concerts. What with one thing and another, it turns out I will've seen one every day from Thursday–Sunday. Plus I attended a play with M— Wednesday. Stay tuned for thoughts on all of these ventures, as well as perhaps on a couple of books I have been reading lately.

How about you, dear readers? Would you rather lounge around all day or get to work? (I respect the former; I'm just not good at doing it!) Got any weekend plans full of goodness and light?