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daemonlunaI've been behind on lj (read: doing nothing but skimming through a handful of individual journals) since the week before the wedding. Yes, that's right, I'm approximately a month behind. So, since ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
troutkitty went up to Calgary this weekend for IFWA and etc, I have been amusing myself catching up.
(I'm at skip=620, which only takes me to Sept 1. Um.)
I stayed home on account of this being my weekend to work. I alternate weekends, and always have Monday off. It means six days on, one day off, four days on, three days off. Let's hear it for every-other long weekends!
(This is one of the least complicated parts of my schedule. When I work the weekend, I've got a morning-evening split shift on Tuesday, when I don't, it's afternoon-evening. Wednesday is always afternoon-evening, and Thurs-Fri are day shifts.
Then, if you take into account that my days once at work are divided up into all sorts of little oddities that comes of being shared between two departments... like Thursday. Week one: morning in Info Services, afternoon in Kids. Week two: vice versa. Week three: All day in Kids. Week Four: Most of the day in Info Services, except the first hour and the last half hour.
Add to this the complication of once I know a) what hours to physically be at the library, b) which part of the building to be in, there is c) on the reference desk or off desk, and when in Info Services, d) which of two reference desks to be at.)
Yeah. It's all written down, many places. It's become second habit to check it several times daily. Because then, there are always little blips and changes. But I'm starting to get the hang of it.
All in all, work is going well. I'm in the middle of a half-a-dozen projects. I get to go to Netspeed (conference on libraries and technology). I have the power to order new books, and have taken over the YA section. And there's this storytelling program the library partners with the university to offer. It's an independent study course with half-a-dozen classes, and then the participants get to go out and storytell with assorted schools, etc. From all accounts, it's a pretty cool program.
The other day, my boss's boss wandered past the reference desk and asked if anyone's talked to me about it yet. I cautiously confirm that I've been told ABOUT it. Oh, she says. Then no-one's told you you'll be auditing it, she says. So you can teach it in the spring, she adds. If that's okay with you.
(This is what happens when a) one department head goes on maternity leave, b) her replacement is on vacation, and c) you go on vacation before the aforementioned replacement comes back.) It's now all been explained, double-checked, and I have confirmed that it is more than fine with me.
Through all this, there have been some fierce twinges of homesickness that I'm trying very hard not to think about.
But! I make no promises, but you can be fairly certain this space will contain copious amounts of link-spam, possibly a con report or two, and links to wedding photos in the next little bit.
Both the big kitty and I will be oh so very glad whentroutkitty is home tomorrow. (The little kitty is fairly oblivious, and is currently asleep on the floor with her nose tucked under her back foot. She bends in strange ways.)
troutkitty went up to Calgary this weekend for IFWA and etc, I have been amusing myself catching up.(I'm at skip=620, which only takes me to Sept 1. Um.)
I stayed home on account of this being my weekend to work. I alternate weekends, and always have Monday off. It means six days on, one day off, four days on, three days off. Let's hear it for every-other long weekends!
(This is one of the least complicated parts of my schedule. When I work the weekend, I've got a morning-evening split shift on Tuesday, when I don't, it's afternoon-evening. Wednesday is always afternoon-evening, and Thurs-Fri are day shifts.
Then, if you take into account that my days once at work are divided up into all sorts of little oddities that comes of being shared between two departments... like Thursday. Week one: morning in Info Services, afternoon in Kids. Week two: vice versa. Week three: All day in Kids. Week Four: Most of the day in Info Services, except the first hour and the last half hour.
Add to this the complication of once I know a) what hours to physically be at the library, b) which part of the building to be in, there is c) on the reference desk or off desk, and when in Info Services, d) which of two reference desks to be at.)
Yeah. It's all written down, many places. It's become second habit to check it several times daily. Because then, there are always little blips and changes. But I'm starting to get the hang of it.
All in all, work is going well. I'm in the middle of a half-a-dozen projects. I get to go to Netspeed (conference on libraries and technology). I have the power to order new books, and have taken over the YA section. And there's this storytelling program the library partners with the university to offer. It's an independent study course with half-a-dozen classes, and then the participants get to go out and storytell with assorted schools, etc. From all accounts, it's a pretty cool program.
The other day, my boss's boss wandered past the reference desk and asked if anyone's talked to me about it yet. I cautiously confirm that I've been told ABOUT it. Oh, she says. Then no-one's told you you'll be auditing it, she says. So you can teach it in the spring, she adds. If that's okay with you.
(This is what happens when a) one department head goes on maternity leave, b) her replacement is on vacation, and c) you go on vacation before the aforementioned replacement comes back.) It's now all been explained, double-checked, and I have confirmed that it is more than fine with me.
Through all this, there have been some fierce twinges of homesickness that I'm trying very hard not to think about.
But! I make no promises, but you can be fairly certain this space will contain copious amounts of link-spam, possibly a con report or two, and links to wedding photos in the next little bit.
Both the big kitty and I will be oh so very glad when
troutkitty is home tomorrow. (The little kitty is fairly oblivious, and is currently asleep on the floor with her nose tucked under her back foot. She bends in strange ways.)
