This morning I woke up early to work
on practicum stuff. I'm tired of waking up early to work on
practicum stuff. But we're nearing the end so it won't be for too
much longer. This morning I actually ended up taking a brief nap
during the middle of working. It will be nice only having a job to
worry about again. I've forgotten what that is like.
I went in to work at noon, didn't do
much for the first hour, worked the desk the second hour, and then we
went out for our homebound deliveries. That was almost successful.
We were making really good time and would have been done not too long
after four o'clock, even earlier if one of the patrons wasn't a big
talker. And we should have been done at that time, but we realized
at the first nursing home that I was missing the bag of books for one
of my patrons. She happened to be in the room with one of my other
patrons and I told her that I had forgotten her bag but I would go
back and get it and bring it to her. After making the rest of our
deliveries we went back to the library and discovered that I had
somehow forgotten to make a list for this patron, which would explain
why the assistant who pulled my books hadn't pulled books for her.
Whoops. I quickly ran and grabbed some, we got them checked out, and
then drove back across town to drop them off. Because of that we
didn't get back to the library until almost five o'clock, which is
when I was supposed to get off work. I went and dropped the van key
off, went through the books we brought back to pull slips out, moved
the books over to the circulation desk to be checked in, put the book
wagon back, and was only about ten minutes late. We're going to
pretend I wasn't though because I'm tired of having to make up time.
If I work slightly more than forty hours in a week, I don't really
give a shit, and trying to hit it exactly every week is a pain in the
ass.
Anyway. One of my homebound patrons
in one of the nursing homes was asleep when I went to her room so I
went to get a staff member. I the door was open but I didn't want to
just walk in so the staff member went in first and somewhat roused
the patron. I say somewhat because I pulled her old books off her
shelf and after putting in the new ones I asked her if she wanted the
rather large bird book I had brought. I held it up for her and
started flipping through it so she could see it and while doing that
she fell asleep again. Just in case I left the book and let myself
out.
While I was delivering to that
patron the other librarian was delivering to her patron in the next
room over. It was quite the dichotomy between the two patrons. Mine
fell asleep and her patron was the talker. I probably stood in the
hall at least ten minutes looking through a book on small quilting
projects. I'm probably going to check the book out when I'm done
with school because there were a few different projects that I want
to try. But, I was standing there so long that at one point I
thought maybe the other librarian had left without me. I knew that
wasn't the case because I had the keys, and I knew she wouldn't be
waiting outside, because even though it was really warm in the
nursing home it was over 100 degrees outside. So I continued to wait
and she eventually came out of the room.
In that same nursing home I ran into
an old friend from Boy Scouts. He was my tentmate at Philmont and
I'm pretty sure I haven't seen him since high school. I saw his dad
and brother not too long ago at the funeral for another old friend
from Scouts. He looks exactly the same as I remember, and despite
the fact that I have changed quite a bit in the last twelve or
thirteen years he immediately recognized me and called out my name.
That doesn't happen very often so it is odd when I'm actually
remembered. We only spoke briefly because he was in the middle of a
job, it looked like fixing an AC unit, but it was good to see him.
I did not really accomplish anything
tonight. My motivation was lacking, as always, but I also think
delivering books for nearly three hours in the 100+ degree weather
took it out of me. At one point I dozed off sitting at my desk and I
never got around to working on school stuff. This is going to be a
stressful weekend because I've got my last two blog posts due on
Sunday, which I haven't started yet. I also need to hopefully do
something with the website because that is due the weekend after
this, on July 31st.
My partner set one up on Wix yesterday or the day before but neither
of us have actually done anything yet. My capstone portfolio is also
due on July 31st.
I am further along on that in terms of content but I haven't
actually put anything into my portfolio yet. On August 5th,
the last day of class I have to turn in a video recording of me
talking about my portfolio. I work every day that week so it would
be nice if I could get it done the weekend before, when I'm not
working. But this weekend I am working, so getting back to the
point, getting the two blog posts done is going to be stressful.
Now I'm going to try and go to bed
because I've got a meeting on campus at 8:30AM to discuss the
assessment project. We should have all graded the ten responses for
calibration so we'll go over that and get on the same page as far as
grading goes, and then we'll divide up our sample size. So we can
add the assessment grading to the list of things I need to work on in
the next couple of weeks. I don't think they have a goal of getting
it done by the end of my school semester, and I don't know that it
will actually be possible for me to be done with my part by that
time, so I'm going to try and not stress about that too much. I'll
be able to get my hours in with the grading, even if I don't finish
it by the end of the semester. I don't want to prioritize that
beyond getting 120 hours, over the stuff that is actually due by July
31st
or August 5th,
and I told my adviser yesterday that I didn't think that project
would actually be wrapped up in time for the semester. But I still
plan on finishing the project after the semester, and it will be
easier because at that point I won't have other schoolwork to worry
about. So I've got loose plans for things. I just need to do them.
And now I'm going to bed. Good
grief. No more typing.
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