Author: Jennifer Kuntz

I am now as trained as I’m going to be on this new stuff. Gotta get caught up on all the things I put aside for the training, supplies, invoices and personnel paperwork.
No rest for the wicked.

I am moderately nifty today. Last day of training for the week. Next week, more of the same. I’m going to have to go through the step-by-step SOP instructions for the old catalog system and adapt them for the new catalog system. We’re trying to avoid mistakes, don’t-cha-know.

This weekend, sewing and cleaning and the husband is insisting on gaming, so some D&D and Cthulhu.
Right now, tired and logy. Sigh. Too warm in here.

My little sister tagged me for this. So I am writing about 5 guilty pleasures in my life and then tagging some others to do the same.

Right…

Ground Rules: The first player of this “game” starts with the topic “5 Guilty Pleasures” and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 Guilty Pleasures as well as state this rule. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.

1. Picking and squishing: Maybe I’m latently obsessive or something, but there’s a satisfaction to the instant visceral experience of picking and squishing. My two favorites are zits and fleas. Especially fleas, catching the little buggers as they try to scamper away and then crushing them between my nails and tearing off their tiny little heads. Very guilty, but very pleasurable. And it does help make the cats less itchy or am I rationalizing?

2. Little kids books: I can call it “research for work”, but I honestly just love children’s picture books. I read most of the new ones when they come into the library and also at the bookstore. I vary mainly between the very silly ones, like the Dumb Bunnies and beautifully illustrated stuff like Jan Brett and Grahame Base. It takes up more of a proportion of my time than it really should given the size of our collection and the other things I should be doing.

3. Being quicker on the uptake than most of my staff: This is a mean one, I shouldn’t be happy at other people’s frustration and confusion, but in a way, I feel it justifies my salary that I’m a quick study. There are things I still don’t get, but I’m much faster at assimilating new information than most of the people who work for me. I think it can lead to a dangerous tendency to be smug, so I try to at least appear humble, but I expect I’m still pretty smug nonetheless.

4. Sleeping in: I’d usually rather be sleeping, enough said.

5. Schadenfreude: or is that a tautology?

OK, I tag tiernen, deza, ari_griffin, zenfencer, j_alan_b
Confess.

The holiday season was gotten through. We went up to PA on the 22nd for the viewing on the 23rd and the funeral on the 24th. On the 25th we spent some time with sister-in-law Sue and her hubby Bob and nephew Dave. Video poker was played as was Sequence.

The 26th-30th were mainly spent sitting around the house, fielding family phone calls and seeing the lovely, lovely PA friends. A trip to Ikea was also made (WooT). Plans were made for reunions at and around Pennsic this summer.

On the 30th we drove back to NC in two cars, one was part of the bequest from Geri. On the 31st-2nd we stayed at home and vegged.

Today, the 3rd, back to work you!

The library is still standing, so that’s a mercy.

Looking forward to the SCA meeting this week.

Tom’s brother called today, his mother passed away this afternoon. After months of ups and downs and turn-arounds, the inevitable finally happened. Now we’re going up to PA (a trip that we had already put off until after the holidays) for the last part. I’m not sure how I feel yet. I’m sad, of course, and sadder still for Tom and his sisters and brother. I’m glad Geri was pretty lucid up to the end. She would ocassionally get a little weird when her oxygen level fell, but she didn’t have to go through the dementia and catatonia that some people have to face. I’m also glad she didn’t suffer too much. She was in some discomfort, but the doctors were able to manage her pain for the most part.
Mostly, I’m having trouble believing it’s really true. This whole experience has had a bit of a surreal element to it. We’d hear that she was sick, so sick and then we’d go up and see her and she’d be sicker, yes, worse, true, but not dying or at least not what I think a “dying” person should look and act like. I don’t know if she pulled herself together because we came to see her, or what, but she always seemed so robust.

I slipped on a puddle in the kitchen and twisted my left knee, so I was out yesterday. We iced it and I’ve been taking ibuprofen for the pain and swelling, so it’s much better today. I’m finally getting the cold that sidelined my staff last week. My new librarian has been being a puta lately, so I have to yell at her today. Merry F%^&ing Christmas. Gawd, I can’t wait for the weekend.

Calgon, take me away!

I don’t know if it’s stress or what, but lately I’ve had a terrible time getting to sleep on Sunday night. I lay down, sometimes I even drift off, and then I wake up at a little thing (like a cat jumping on the bed) and I can’t get back to sleep. I lay there, mind racing on all the stuff I have to do, money thinking, worrying about the Wooby and I get progressively more uncomfortable. So, I get up and go watch a video or something for an hour or so, and then I can usually get back to sleep. I wish I knew what was wrong with me. I’m looking forward to four days off in a row for X-mas this week. I plan to sleep in, visit a few people and get caught up on my cleaning.

Now, back to work, you.

I actually got out the machine last night and put together a dress!  Yay me.  It’s not finished, needs a hem and trim and stuff, but I did sew something.  I’m going to try to do some more over the weekend.  Maybe even something for .  Stranger things have happened.

OMG, Vinz Clortho works at Up and Coming weekly.  I just saw him.  He seems to like .

Seriously, you guys, he looks just like this minus the colander on his head.

To anyone who reads this journal, please reply with something amusing and distracting for me to read. Between holiday leave, sick folks and grouchy folks, I’m taking it on the chin this week.
When, oh when, will the holidays be over?

HELP!