I did what I could to make sure I got one more post in before the end of the year, but it seems finding the time to write now that I am working, is much harder to fit in. My job is ideal for me, in the fact that it involves books and kids. Being back on staff at Riviera is like returning home after a very long vacation. Being in the library at Riviera is like returning to a mansion in the place of my old shack. I always enjoyed my job as an Aide, but it seemed more redundant than what I am doing now, and at times, it involved math. Ack! Now I have all the world has to offer and then some at my fingertips. Part of my job is to know what my library has to offer. The only way to really know, is to read. I get paid to read to kids and to read to myself. I wonder if the powers that be realize I already did that sort of thing free of charge? Either way, I won't be returning my paycheck!
The library at Kelseyville Elementary needs some TLC. I am in the midst of revamping. There is no "E" section, which generally contains the easier reading materials. Everything is mixed together, which makes for more work for everyone who uses my library, including me. As I pull the "E" books off the shelves I am finding a lot of discrepancies in the way books are labeled. My first self-appointed task is to create a section with appropriately labeled books for everyone. I'm not sure where this section is going to be located, but it will be...
The kids have all adjusted fairly well to our new schedule. Taluelah is having a hard time letting me go in the mornings lately, which makes leaving her that much harder. She does seem to enjoy her time with Mike, Melissa, Ginger, Tracy and Bryce. Dustin is still away during the week, in an attempt to work, when there is work to be had. I'm not sure how much longer this arrangement is going to work for any of us. The kids miss their dad and I am a single working mother during the week. We're making it work, but it is far from ideal.
We move into our new house at the end of this week. I still struggle with the fact that we are leaving our home, little though it may be, to become renters again. Nostalgia hit hard the other night, after a day of packing, surrounded by boxes, just me and the kids. Our first night in this house, it was just me and the boys. We picked up pizza from Pogo's and ate off of the tops of moving boxes. I remember feeling like I had finally arrived.
Nearly 4 1/2 years later I am surrounded by moving boxes, again- only this time they are being filled not unpacked, it is just me and the boys (plus a girl) at night, again, and I am waiting to arrive, again. Crazy are the twists and turns this life will take you through. I'm starting to embrace the fact that I will not arrive until I am done traveling. When I look at life through those glasses, it doesn't seem quite so blurry.
My next post will surely find me in a new place. My computer will have a new home right along with the rest of us and our stuff. I wonder if I can find a spot that will inspire the creation of "writing time"? Being able to create more time in my day would be preferable, but since there isn't a chance of that happening, I'll have to settle for sitting and plunking away when my kids are all occupied just right and my stars line up just so. The order that allowed for this post has returned to chaos and so I'm off, 'til next time.
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