Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil
*Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil* |
2008-05-14 I've had quite the case of writer's block of late. Usually, when I am having a stressful time of things, I like to sit and write it all out. I'm having stress on several fronts now and it has been hard to write about. But you know for boring reasons.The stress is threefold: 1) We're in the process of buying a new car. 2) I'm going to get evaluated at work. 3) Preschool is ending and I still have no friends. 1) I sat down to write about the car buying experience, because it was so surreal. We went out and drove three cars (and only one dealership asked for a driver's license--you know like wow do you have one?). We picked one--sort of. We both like different cars (for the record I like the Subaru impreza and he likes the Toyota corolla and neither of us likes the honda civic) but I think we'll get the one he likes. First though we have to sell or trade in the volvo, which makes me sad. I'm rather attached to that car--it has 191,000 miles and is 12 years old--I feel like I'm giving up on a good friend. Especially given that it is still running well. But Toyota has a good financing deal going on until June 2 (can you say 0% for 36 months and 1.9 for 48!!!) so we need to move quickly. 2) I don't want to write much about work, but let's just say recent staff turnovers have made the situation difficult. I turned in my self-evaluation last week and am waiting to hear when I go meet my new supervisor (my old boss' boss). I'm pretty sure I can't say out loud that what I like about my job is the steady paycheck. And I'm also a little antsy because one f the things I had to self-evaluate was " can explain personal values: never, sometimes, frequently, always" Let's just say the personal values I have mainly have to do with doing the best I can for my family first and foremost. But if push comes to shove there is always that helping people find information they need value. 3)Today was the last day of preschool. One mom cried (she said this was her 12th year there!) another one started after that and boy howdy I hated leaving--knowing I'll never come back. My babies are growing up (sob). As for no friends--well I failed to make any this year. I'm also having issues with my running, but perhaps I could find some time to write about that on its own. It certainly deserves its own entry. So that's where I've been, dealing with change, feeling upset, feeling unable to write about it--the screaming children in the background have nothing to do with it--really.
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