This morning I woke up a little after seven o'clock and stayed in bed
until 7:30AM. And then I had to get up. Not a fan.
Most of my morning was spent coming up with descriptions for our
adulting classes next semester. Neither the teen librarian nor I
were interested in writing the descriptions because we're both
focused on more pressing matters, but I think the calendars for next
semester are being sent off in the first week of November, so we had
a deadline. And I was trying to avoid my presentation so I was
productive in other ways. Like writing all but one of the
descriptions (because the teen librarian had already written one) and
formatting the table she made so that it looked better, because I'm
picky when it comes to table formatting.
I also had three walkthroughs and talked to the new librarian about
the conference, because she went yesterday. And then I went to
lunch. I figured out that I “worked” nine and a half hours on
Wednesday for the conference so I had to lose an hour and a half
today. I took an extra half hour at lunch which was great because it
meant I got an actual hour for lunch, figuring travel time at about
half an hour. Normally I would have gone to my house but my Mom was
out of town so I went to her house so I could let the dogs out, and
watch Star Trek.
When I got back to work I finished reading a Library Journal
and then I was on desk for two hours. Most of that time was spent
helping the occasional patron and reading a couple long articles. I
also had to ask two teens to stops horsing around at the computers.
One of our regular siblings from this summer took money from one of
his friends. My interaction with them was awkward but they
eventually stopped. I told the closing librarian about this and she
texted me later in the night thanking me for telling her about that
because something else happened later and she asked him to leave for
the day.
I got off work an hour early to make up the last of my conference
time and headed to Target on my way home. I ran into one of my high
school English teachers and I think it was the first time a former
teacher genuinely recognized me. I haven't seen her in fifteen years
but she knew my name and remembered that I used to write humorous
papers instead of talk during our Socratic seminars because they were
always dominated by the annoying hippie kids who thought they were
saying really smart things but they really weren't. My papers
pointed this out. We talked for a little while, catching up, and it
was pretty cool.
When I got home I made spaghetti for dinner and then spent the night
watching YouTube videos and texting. I downloaded Wolfenstein II
but got caught up watching videos and writing this so I didn't
actually get to play it tonight. Possibly tomorrow morning before I
go to do laundry.
It's now just after eleven o'clock and somehow it feels like it's at
least three o'clock in the morning. Maybe it's just been a really
long short week.
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