Voices Carry

 ... this really needs to go on my tombstone. (which I won't have because I'm being cremated, although so were my parents and they have a grave marker where their ashes are...whatever, it's ultimately not my decision) Welcome to my scattered mind. My mom used to say she was "scattered" and we all knew what she meant, but boy howdy, I now FULLY GET what that means. Most of the time she was extremely organized and rational, but I haven't felt either of those things in awhile. I'm just tired ALL the time. I'm getting very concerned about my eyesight. Last night reading was practically impossible: could not get the focal length right and see the words on the page. I'm struggling again tonight with the computer screen, so I'm skipping the book. I guess I need to start listening to books, maybe even while I exercise. <gasp> I'm not in love with ANY of this! Tomorrow, I'm heading up to Sparky's. The original plan was for me to go up ...

It's 5:00 p.m. I've been awake for approximately 4 hours since midnight. Frankly the only reason I have gotten out of bed is to eat and pee, and sorta washed my face. The laundry remains piled in the living room, unwashed. Oops, no, I've got one washed from at least 10 days ago that has been sitting next to the recliner unfolded. The sheets and towels are desperately in need of changing, too. Today is a full-scale wallow day, after a highly-charged chaotic day yesterday* that involved me driving up to Sparky's to hold her hand while she  had a full-scale wallow about her 'miserable' life. Tried to get her back from the edge, called a friend to talk to her about job-hunting (he had a job suggestion on the phone  he was checking on today , which is a better lead than Sparky has discovered in 5 months!), took her to dinner (OMG, Kopp 's flavor-of-the-day and a grilled cheese ftw for me!), sat outside in the sunshine to eat, and then drove back home. I'm bea...

I have now officially worked 40 hours this week (plus the lunch hours I rarely use for lunch).  I work tomorrow as well, but only 4 hours of that day are open-to-the-public hours. But I work with the director as the other reference person--I'll be in the children's room the whole time. If it goes like today did, I might fall asleep in there! Spring has sprung and kids are outside! The other fun news is that I'm one of a sacred few who is allowed to fuss over the egg incubator this year. We have approximately 3 dozen chicken eggs on display and they will probably hatch in a couple of weeks. Unless the incubator kills them; it's being real dumb this year for some reason. It's always delightful to have the chickies once they're hatched. I really love this tradition despite the total hassle it is for staff. Anyway, the rest of my day will be doing some original cataloging and cleaning up of crappy OCLC records for items we're trying to add to our collection. I...