Last week. Last week was... Last week was bad.
Now let me preface this by saying I love being a children's librarian. I think it is the best job in the whole wide world for me.
But I haven't been able to do my job for the last month. Whenever I do something I really want to do a good job. Not because of the job but because of myself. I like being good at things.
If you give me one job and let me excel, I will do my very best. But give me two (one which had someone else doing it also full time) and you will get a half effort. I try to do both. But I don't have two hundred percent to just hand away all the time.
We had the police called three times to the library this week. The first time was the worse. We had a gang of teens outside with a baseball bat. It was scary. Then we had a young adult come by the library. He comes in all the time to use the Sorenson because he is deaf. Apparently there was something happening at his house because the police came by again to handcuff him and take him away. Lastly, the gang of teens came back. But got away before the police came. We found out before they came that they might have been involved in a knife fight at another library.
Can librarians get hazard pay?
And all this pulls away from the job I love. The job I can not do properly because of the other.
It is cause for some major praying/wondering/thinking.
Good day and this week will be better I hope.
2 comments:
Oh Eve!
Don't know what to say.
Except that when the need comes, no matter what it is, I think you are up to it.
There is a reason you have been placed in the place you are in.
Love, Dad
Steady on beloved sister, steady on. You're doing fine Luv.
If you can keep your head about you when all the rest are losing theirs right? Is that right? I've no idea, I'm not one of the brilliant ones in the family.
What I do know is that your perfect in every way, just as God created you to be just you.
Love you Hon.
Johnny.
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