Short personal update:
My first day of the library job was good. It used up a lot of emotional energy which kept me from getting on the computer sooner. Had to meet a lot of people and adapt to a new situation.
But the people are nice and I have a natural affinity with libraries. At this one, people in my job check out books and shelve. My last library job was as “just” a shelver…and I would love to do that again, but it pays less. I like how this position mixes it up a bit.
I spent today mostly shelving (after library tours, introductions, etc). I’ll learn desk duties on Saturday. Putting those books on the cart just felt so right. It was wonderful.
I don’t think I’m meant to be a librarian. Not the kind at the reference desk. But I take to shelving like a duck to water. It’s where I belong.
There’s something beautiful about bringing order, about making knowledge accessible, about being the person who’s responsible for getting the books out there. At my last library, I took on a kind of responsibility for making sure everything was out there and in order. I loved excelling.
Paging (shelving) is not a lucrative profession. But perhaps someday I can be a famous writer who pages on the side. Or a SAHM who pages a few times a week. That would make me very happy.
photo by mayr