2002-07-23

So here I am, the day after, regretting my promise, my bargain if you will, not to complain about anything if I were to ever be so fortunate as to become pregnant. I lasted one day on that (hee). Mostly though I guess I'd complain about husband being overly cautious. We are arguing over whether I should drop my class this fall or not. I don't know.

Actually, I'm afraid to drop the class. I probably will drop it, but what do I say to my co-workers about my schedule--since this class was supposed to start at 4, and I was going to have to leave early. According to one of the due date calculators my first trimester ends Sept 21st (ish). I'm also afraid of losing my momentum towards this degree. But then, I don't really care all that much about it. So, Who knows.

Mostly though I thought I'd talk about other aspects of my life. My brother, his wife and C are coming to visit this weekend, and I am abnormally excited. I just adore C, and I haven't really gotten to spend a lot of time with him since Christmas. In fact in June when I saw him last he didn't remember me. So sad. So here I sit, at work and I keep looking at the broken clock, which is running deliciously fast and thinking "whoo almost lunch time" only to realize that it is an hour plus almost. 4:30 seems almost too long to wait to rush home, change my clothes and anticipate the arrival.

They came and we had a great time. I taught C how to make fishy sounds. He does this cute thing where he asks a babbly half formed question, you finish asking it and he says--OK and heads off to do whatever he was asking. Sneaky like his dad! I miss them already.

The library is slow in the summer, leaving me lot s of time to contemplate how slow time is going, how much I wish it would finally rain, and how I can't wait to see C again. Meanwhile, I try to organize a conference session that literally everyone else wants to turn into something else. And of course I have this vision, and I'm having problems translating it into an outline. So I started on a script--this will probably make me really unpopular with all the other librarians, but hey it is my vision, and I did do all the setup work, so shouldn't I get to have my way through some of it?

We talk about the conference session on Thursday. I hope it goes ok. I've been so tired lately that I'll probably either have a short fuse, or care very little for what happens.

In other exciting news, I had the weirdest thing happen yesterday--well two weird things. First I had a librarian friend of mine give me the web address for a diary! And not like a big name one either. Thankfully it wasn't my diary! Second (although this actually happened first) I was in the restroom (for like the 20th time) and I heard this woman two stalls down talking. She says what sounds like "is anybody there." I waited, then she said it again, "are you there?" So I sort of quietly say, uh huh. I'm thinking she needs toilet paper. Then I realize, that she's talking on a cell phone. A CELL PHONE! Ok, right then and there I think--how rude! Not just for the person on the other end of the phone, but for the rest of us in the restroom who have this person who is god knows where listening to us pee. After I realized that this stranger on the phone who may not have even been a woman could hear me pee, I couldn't go. At least until she said bye and I heard a beep. Then I hustled to get out before her. Didn't quite make it and so now I know that there is a pretty dense student (she had been asking the question i hate at the reference desk earlier--the question that boils don to--is there a book on exactly my paper topic) who multi tasks by taking phone calls in the restroom. I told the other librarian and she about died laughing.

I guess that's it for now. Thanks to all of you for your good wishes. I'll let you all know what happens next Monday--hopefully we'll see one baby with arms and stuff.

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