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Visiting the library remains the most common cultural activity Americans engage in, by far.
That’s right! 🎉
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I’m quite behind with Holidailies this year, so I’m going to catch up with one long post of pieces parts instead of trying to make, uh, eleven separate things. OK with you? Good, let’s go! Every December starts out snail-slogging through the first week and then all of a sudden Christmas is next week wait what? Oops. I won my Goodreads reading challenge of 25 books a bit ahead of schedule, but so many of those were short or re-reads that it didn’t feel like a real win.
This morning, I attended a meeting of a coalition of local organizations who provide services for people who are unstably housed. I was glad for the opportunity to listen to how the members of these organizations are supporting our community, and I was especially touched by how a couple of these members reached out to me to thank the public library for our part. Way back when, in my first library job, I had no idea what librarianship was really about.
It’s funny, the halfway brain that sprouts from sleep deprivation. I wake up at 05:30 but really I wake up on the bus in downtown Portland, trying to remember if I did basic things like dress myself and feed myself and not leave the front door wide open. So far, I’m doing pretty well. (But let’s not jinx it.) Many photos to catch up on! Nineteen, in fact. I may have a little bit of a preoccupation with flowers.
The first day of a new job is always hectic, and today was no exception. I’m less than an hour away from collapsing in a crumpled heap. But my new colleagues welcomed me thoroughly, and although I know this gig won’t be without its challenges, the mere prospect of doing it all again tomorrow makes me feel … well, see for yourself. Writing from: the living room. Listening to: Game 5 of the NBA Finals.
We visited my new workplace today and I took a shelfie featuring one of my favorite authors. Writing from: the living room. Listening to: the first season of “The I.T. Crowd”. Richmond! ❤️
Now that it is official, I can break the news: I got a job! Next Monday I’ll join a local public library team as their circulation division manager. I’m failing at finding the right words for what this means to me right now. It’s big. And I’m so excited. Wish me luck. Writing from: the game room. Listening to: Zen purr happily as FunkyPlaid pets her.
Our days are filled with wishes and hopes. “I hope we get that place.” “I wish I would hear back about that job.” I try to stay centered amidst all the wishes and hopes that pile up on our shoulders and around our feet. And then I turn a corner and there is yet another micro-library on someone’s front lawn and I giggle like a gnome. Writing from: a magical place.