I love my job

I know it's a scary fact but it is a fact. I am utter perfection at this. I have found my niche.

So can you guess that my Sunday work was pretty easy. I am very glad I found some of my daily work to bring with me. It did make it easier as the first part of the afternoon was fairly slow. But even as it picked up. It never actually got too hard. I was really a bit worried that I won't be able to handle running another library. I had forgotten that unlike my daily job, this was at a bigger library. Bigger library = bigger staff. More people to take on the job I have to take on at my smaller branch.

Mucho fabulouso! But I normally feel this way about my daily library as well. I love getting to help people learn more about all sorts of stuff.

For the most part I had to make sure that the payroll forms got filled out corrrectly and sent in. Plus I got to spend all my time in childrens where I started out in. It is so cool getting them to smile or finding whatever it is that they need. Plus part of my job is showing them how to find it themselves. Ultra coolness : )

Okay, enough gushing... Still as much as I love it, don't think I won't be the number one person running out to my car at the end of the day :P

Good night and librarians don't die, they get a checkin date of never.

Yawn...or Not to Yawn

That is most certainly the question today. I woke up early this morning at 4, read until 6, slept until 8. I crashed yesterday about 9 so I did get my eight hours but the rest of the morning had me a bit befuddled. If I get 8 hours, am I still tired by my waking at 4? Things to ponder # 1,256...

So note to self never promise wonders. They just don't work that way. It takes away from the wondering. Maybe I should mix mundanes and wonders. That way....no because the mundane can be a wonder. Like Wednesday was going to be stars. They are probably my number one wonder and they need no explanation to go with them. Though I have always loved the idea that we may see a star's light that is no longer there.

I think I will leave Thursday's wonder up to you all. One person's wonder is another's mundane. Case in point, my dad has been taking pictures of mundane things that he finds beautiful.

I have decided that the plan of working out in the evening after work is a foolhardy plan. Even with my $2.00 in my pocket and my workout clothes in my car, I still can't seem to get myself to the CF gym to work out. So I came up with a new plan. On my late days for work ( I have two days I don't have to be here until 11 : ), I go that morning and then either on Sunday or my day off. Unfornuately this Sunday I have to work at another branch and Monday is a holiday so the earliest I will be able to get in is Tuesday.

Oh, the best laid plans of mice and men... though I never did exactly understand why mice had to plan. Except for Pinky and the Brain... : P

Good day and what are we going do tomorrow night, Brain?

Happy VD!

LOL I just couldn't resist the title. It stands for Valentine's Day for those curiously minded. As to whether mine is happy is still out on debate. I just sat through a very long meeting for work. It seemed only longer because someone had forgotten to set their clock back in the meeting room. Maybe that is why it was so cold. Though I can't complain truly seeing as my Canada people see this as a balmy day at 29 : )

Okay today's wonder is personal strength. Blame this one on the Olympics. As I only have 5 channels and a limited amount of movies I can check out, I find myself watching the Olympics nightly. I am in awe of all that they go through just to get there. I don't particularly care who wins... I cheered like crazy when the Chinese came in silver for the pairs skating just because they had a horrible fall and got up to continue their skate.

As well I know myself I don't think I will be entering any competitions any time soon. But I know my strength. It is said that God never gives you any trial that you aren't strong enough for. He must think mightly highly of some of us. I mean think back on all you have gone through. Bad jobs, horrible relationships, regretful decisions... but you press on. It is amazing what we deal with everyday in the Olympics of our lives.

So back to the day, no plans tonight except to spend them with my true loves... Henri, Basil and Hazel (my kitties)

Good day and To the world you may be just one person but to one person you may be the world.

Three Wonders for the price of One

Okay so the whole wonders in a row only works if I am blogging everyday. Due to the lack of computers in my house, I can't blog on the weekends. So Saturday's wonder was the sense of touch, Sunday's was ability to laugh and today's is being able to read.

I love to play this game with myself. I focus on what I am feeling all at the same time. The clothes on my skin, the keyboard under my fingers, my tongue in my mouth. I think touch is taken for granted. I often wonder what my life would be like without it. There was a news story once about a little girl who didn't feel pain. As much as one might think that would be great, the pain wasn't there to tell her to stop doing something to herself. So wonder #1: to feel.

Everyone does it. Though we do it for different reasons and some of us do it when they hear someone else doing it. Laugh (I know what you thought I was talking about... cheeky buggers). We may forget how to do it sometimes or feel like we may never do it again. But it doesn't stop us from being able to. I know for a fact that God does it too.

And lastly, number 3 of which you have otherwise you wouldn't be able to follow this blog in the first place. Can you imagine what your life would be like if you couldn't? The smallest things we take for granted would be massive hurdles.

So wonders done for now. I had a lovely weekend of hanging out with most of my family and lazing around with kitties. It was within inches of heaven. I think all life is within inches of heaven. You determine how many inches...

Good day and may your inches be few : )

Piles upon piles

I am a pile person. Where are my clothes? In piles. What about work stuff? Piles. It is like a weird nervous tic. I believe I really realized that I pile everything when I finally became to tackle organizing my stamp collection. Yes, the snail mail kind. I split all of them up into their respective countries. And yes, they were in piles hence my thought of "I am a pile person".

It was a very interesting day over all. Dad and I went to an Ethopian restaurant. I couldn't figure out at first why they didn't bring us silverware. Or at least until they brought out our lunch on this large pancake-like bread which then became your silverware. I had a really great time hanging out with him. He is a very cool and interesting person although he tells the worst most horrible jokes. But I love him so I'll forgive him for that : ) Our time was just perfect too. I had no sooner walked the door from Dad's that my stamp album stuff got delivered. When I had originally called, they said it would be delivered between 9 am to 7 pm. Major ughs!

Doing the organizing may think a little about countries and history and patriotism. I do have stamps from places that no longer exist. Or places that changed names. How much of their identity was wrapped up in their country's name? How would I feel if all of a sudden when went from USA to USBL(United States of Bovine Lovers)? How much of ME is wrapped up in being an American? It was somewhat like thinking of how much of me is being female. I had about the same amount of choice (none) in either of those situations. I love living in America but I don not thinking we are the be all end all of countries. We have so much more to learn.

I have stamps from all over the world which got me thinking of history. Not world history but people history. I wondered what and who all these stamps had interacted with. All the news that they had shared that changed someone's life forever. That is today's wonder. I am hoping to do seven wonders in a row.

Okay, since all of you are now probably scratching your heads. I finished the PostSecret book the other day. It was beyond phenomenal. But the one that stuck in my head was the one that told how they saw no wonder in the world anymore. So hence the wonder...

Good day and may all your days be wonder-filled.

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All I want is a warm bed and a kind word and unlimited power. ©
Ashleigh Brilliant

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Blub, blub, blub...

Sorry bloggeries.... I have been just drowning in work recently. It was a six day work week this week and I am so glad I don't have to do it all of the time. Thus far I have resisted the evil urge to take work home. It is very tempting though. I must get focused. Work is for at work and home is for relaxing, playing the kitties and plotting to take over the world.

I was fussed at the other day. Very disconcerting since I thought I was doing the right thing. Definitely something I am so getting rid of once I am in charge. Unless of course it is constructive.... so I want to be challenged but not challenged. Thus our rule as Queen of Contradictions continues into our thirtieth year (Note: I took on the royal tradition of responsing to self as we and did not develop momentary schizophrenia)

Oh and I'm bringing back the Brian Jacques' Redwall program to PBS. It apparently isn't shown in our area anymore. I am guessing the 6:30 am Sunday morning time slot demanded something else... I love those books. I always had to raid the fridge after reading them as the characters always were having feasts. They were mice after my own heart as we are party central here at work. We will party at the drop of a hat... I must schedule hat dropping soon.

Good day and go hug your librarian... it's love your library month : P