April 15, 2000
Weekend Shift

My new friend, Pepe
Cycle 6, Day 24, 7 dpo
Temp: 98.3
Cervical Mucus: Nothing
Cervix: Low, closed, firm

   

When I rushed into my office before work this morning (late, as usual), I found this little parrot sitting in front of my computer. I don't know from where he came or who brought him here, but he sure is cute! Now I have to find some good parrot stories so I can use him for storytimes; the only parrot I can remember is just a bit part in Watch Out, Big Bro's Coming. I'm sure there are others, though. The kids will adore him.

   

Boss-Lady left me a message; she wanted me to spend this afternoon working on the flyer for the Summer Reading Program. I have no idea why this task has fallen to me; in the past, we've always farmed it out to a professional graphic designer who happens to have a kid in one of our storytimes. This year, when she came to volunteer again, they turned her down and said that I was going to be designing the thing!

Ugh. A rudimentary knowledge of HTML certainly does not a web artist make, and it certainly doesn't make me a graphic designer. I've tried to make that point clear, but my pleas seem to be falling upon deaf ears.

Anyway, I spent the better part of the morning on a clipart harvest, searching out anything and everything to do with outer space. Since we've already expanded our theme a bit so as to encompass a trip from the Toledo Zoo van, I was also searching for any animals that fly. Problem: the flyer is going to be done in black and white, and many of the images I've been able to find would be much too dark and therefore completely unsuitable. I'm also having difficulties finding anything larger than an inch across. I've already searched through most of the collection with which I am familiar, though those are not numerous. Any suggestions?

Of course, it's been difficult to concentrate on my search, because the only other librarian on staff is being "needy." He claims to be frequently swamped, and has needed extra breaks, as the day has been "so hectic." I look around the library and have to wonder which ghost patrons have been harassing him; while we haven't been completely deserted today, the amount of patrons has certainly never reached the level of what I'd consider "hectic." When I've relieved him at the information desk for his breaks, I've found myself getting up and walking around, asking patrons if they need anything, since there was nobody coming up to me. I've had time to flirt with the babies and help a young lady with a resume. Swamped? More like "lightly misted."

I hope Eric is having a similar day. Poor thing had to go in to work bright and early, and will likely have to work a full shift. Ah, for the days when he was compensated for overtime! He worries that he'll have to go in tomorrow as well.

   

My stomach has felt achy and clenched since that fall yesterday. I have no idea what's up with that. My knee throbbed most of the night, too. I keep finding new spots on my body where I was scraped raw; Eric was shocked to see a very large strawberry on my left breast. "Not the breast!" he cried, as if one of his prized possessions had been marred. I've also got a long skid mark on my belly, and some abrasions under my chin.

I wish I had a better story as to how I was injured. A fall on the tennis courts, perhaps, or one taken while dirtbiking. Climbing over a set of train tracks? Oh, my pride.

I hope my fall didn't do anything to hurt our chances of conception this month. Logically, I know that the baby would not have even implanted yet, but there's still that worry at the back of my mind. I'm trying to stay positive, though! One more week!

   

Interesting patron question for the day: "Do you know how to use those computers to do anything but look up books?" When I answered in the affirmative, she went on, "What do I do if I want to move words down? You know, down."

Realizing that she probably was not talking about word processing at all, I was patient, and tried to pry more information from her. Eventually, I was able to discern that she didn't know how to scroll down a screen. I took her to a terminal and let her practice. "Okay, I know that's a mouse..."

She was an elderly woman, and her children had purchased her a computer for her birthday. She was enthralled with the power: "I can send e-mail, and chat - well, I don't want to chat, but I can. And I don't even have...what is it, 'A-O-M'?" She was so proud of herself that I felt proud for her. Now if she can get a handle on scrolling, she'll be all set.

   

It's easy for me to feel sanctimonious, because we finished our taxes last week. Why are there so many people coming in to ask for tax forms? People, weren't these supposed to be turned in by today? Stop asking me for forms, and getting upset because I don't have them! You're the one who waited until the last minute!



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