Last week, I restarted a podcast-style webinar series of conversations with women, about women, many or most who work in male-dominated fields and have found a sense of something that works for them. Call it: success, adaptation, fervor, badass-ness.
I can’t tell you how happy I was to launch the series with my very good friend, Margaret Lake, who has had more than her share of experiences to share.
And she didn’t disappoint.
Sunday night I watched the 60 Minutes piece (yes, by the way, this is still a Sunday night habit since I was about 8 years old) featuring Marc Benioff, CEO of Salesforce being incredibly transparent and honest about what he discovered at his very cool company regarding gender disparity.
Please go watch the piece here.
Secondly, this weekend we watched a grave Starbucks error in judgement with the arrest of two black patrons who were doing nothing white patrons don’t do every day, and the company’s slightly slow and tepid response. I was frankly, looking for a little more anger here from CEO Kevin Johnson.
I’ve had multiple phases of my life and they all went better when I had a routine for good mornings; I think I learned this from my mom’s example. In fact, I was with her last weekend and asked her about her mornings, and she (who spends a good deal of time with my dad who is mostly bed-ridden) significantly said, “Well, I have a morning routine. I just have to do that.”
She’s 83, so I pay attention.
When you’re growing up, a school morning goes something like this —
The day started like many others; awoke with my disciplined husband, pulling on sweats and promptly out the door for the 4-mile fast walk. Today, out of cold brew at home meant a stop at the coffee shop where we sat for a little longer than usual sipping iced lattes.
On the walk we talked about the future, balance in our lives and what we think we want our lives to look like.
It’s easy to talk about what we think and feel and how we believe we should do something differently.
We have all said things like, “I want to be a writer,” or “I want to learn a new language” or even, “Our country is headed in a direction that I don’t like, why don’t they do something?” but it all means little until there is action.
Ever notice how we don’t see articles about entrepreneurs and professionals being tired?
Instead, we hear about the geniuses like Elon Musk who do two things at a time (like juggle a child on his knee while answering email), or existing on four or five hours sleep.
But fatigue? We just don’t talk about it.
“What are you doing this weekend?”
Don’t know yet?
If you’re like me, your answer runs the gamut of shouting, “Nothing! I need to chill!” to having a full-on list of everything that got neglected during your busy workweek.
Because let’s face it, you’re killing it during the workweek, boasting no shortage of lists, bullet journals, and meetings; check it off, and boom, boom, boom, you’re a master of productivity.
I’m a little pissed off.
But you see, I’m not an angry person – I’ve been called bitchy or bossy before (which I don’t mind), but not angry.
After raising my three girls in what I thought was a post-feminist era, having the good fortune to enter the tech field in the late nineties with a group of men and women who worked together without barriers, now – now in the 21st century, I’ve been awakened again to the ugly reality of sexism’s far reaching tentacles and finding out that we’re not where I thought we were.
It’s a pretty usual Monday morning – waking up to the weekly routine (6am power walk followed by coffee and digging in to the week’s plan, emails, and daily focus time) – except it’s not. I’m wanting to hold onto last week a little longer and savor the yumminess.
Nope, wasn’t vacation. And though we did win a contract (always worth savoring) – it’s not that. Last week was my brainchild for holding the team together spread out by miles, trying to maintain the level of teamwork, collaboration and intentional strong culture we need to succeed and thrive – #TeamWeek.