This
morning my alarm clock went off at six o'clock in the morning. I
then laid in bed and may or may not have dozed off a couple times
until finally getting up at 6:45AM and taking a shower. I then
ironed my shirt and pants. And then threw my shirt and pants in the
dryer. And then I ironed them again. Turns out I probably shouldn't
have put so much effort into the pants because despite being
wrinkle-free, they wrinkle as soon as you sit down. Oh well.
I
waited until 8:30AM and didn't hear anything from my practicum
supervisor so I texted her. That led to me going to the library at
11:30AM. Thankfully the campus is a lot less busy during the summer
so I was able to park in the parking garage, which isn't too far of a
walk from the library. It was also a nice day, so that walk was
nice. It will probably suck on the days where it is hot as hell, but
following this week I should be at the library by eight o'clock so it
shouldn't be too hot by then. Hopefully.
I
was at the library for two hours today and we started by going over
schedules to try and figure out what would work best over the next
few months. This being my supervisor's first day back from a two
week vacation, along with being on a search committee for new
librarians, today and the rest of the week is a little hectic for
her. But, we discussed scheduling and then she took me next door to
the office I'll be working in. The IT guy came down and got me set
up with a username and password so I can log into the computer and I
met my officemate, who is a librarian that my supervisor works with.
I would say she is more senior than my supervisor but it would be
hard not to be because she has been at the library less than a year.
It would have been nice to have a more experienced supervisor because
I think I would have gotten more out of the experience and they would
have had a better idea of what they were doing, but it's too late
now. And it'll be a learning experience for both of us.
All
that took about thirty minutes and she had a meeting to go to so she
emailed me a couple links to look through. My officemate went on her
lunch break shortly after that so it was just me in the office for
about the next hour. The first link was an example of what she wants
to change the freshman library experience into. Rather than just a
tour and a class on the catalog she wants to set up a mobile
scavenger hunt. It sounds a lot more engaging than the boring tour
or even a paper-based scavenger hunt. The other link was to an
updated explanation of information literacy. It was long but more
succinct than the stuff we had to read in one of my classes. Which
is good because I read slow.
Not
too long after my officemate got back from lunch by supervisor got
back from her meeting. We all talked about random stuff for awhile
and then they both had to go to a two-hour long meeting. I had
already read everything and she couldn't think of anything else for
me to do so we called it a day. Tomorrow they are doing an event
with 4-H and I kind of invited myself to help out with that because
I'm worried about not getting my hours in before the end of July.
And the stress level is going to pick up next week when I start my
job at the public library, so if I could at least get in a few hours
this week that would make me feel a little better.
I
had plans of doing productive things when I got home but none of
those things occurred. I just wrote quotes in my journal and watched
things online. Kind of disappointing. I'm going to regret these
lazy days when everything starts crashing down on me later in the
summer.
Tonight
we had our first class meeting for the ALA conference class. It was
informative. It sounds like business casual is the expected attire,
which sounds warm in Florida. All but one of the shirts I just
bought are long-sleeved so I might need to go get more short-sleeved
shirts. And I need to figure something else out with the pants
because my new pants are not going to survive a suitcase without
become a wrinkled mess that an iron won't be able to fix. I also
still need to get comfy shoes that can hold up to being on my feet
all day. To give us an idea of the walking she said a light day
might be 10,000 steps but she said it would likely be closer to
20,000 steps, and she has friends who have put in over 30,000.
That's a lot of walking. Based on some rough estimates and
calculations, that is over fourteen miles, which sounds absurd.
During
the meeting my mom came to show me something in the paper but I
couldn't look because I was trying to pay attention so I went up to
look afterward. It was an obituary for a kid I was in Scouts with.
He was a year behind me but only sixth months younger than me. He
was such a happy-go-lucky kid and whenever I ran into him over the
years he always had a big smile on his face. At the bottom of the
same page there was a brief article that said he had been found with
an apparent self-inflicted wound that was not caused by a gun. I
can't really comprehend it. It's been several years since I've run
into him but my dad just saw him a few months ago. I just don't get
it. Often times life doesn't make sense and this is one of those
times. I just wrote a quote the other day in my journal that says
“Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.”
I'm not really a fan of growing old but the older I get the more I
realize how lucky I am. It also makes me a little worried because
every time someone dies unexpectedly it makes death feel that much
more inevitable. I don't like it. And I don't like seeing my
friends and family die. It just makes me feel so helpless. Or
rather, it points out how helpless we all really are.