Hello,
Another interesting thing about my job
is that when I am the only person there I must not appear busy even though I am.
I once had someone doing other things because they could see that I was working
on something. “You should have let me know you were ready to check out,” I
admonished lightly.
“I did not want to disturb you,” they
said.
I have learned that I should not work
at my usual desk because my back is to the library. I tried to listen for
people coming in, but sometimes am so engrossed that it passes by without my
notice. One of my co-workers who also does not always work the front desk told
me that she reads some of the professional magazines so she can be more
available. That is indeed a good practice. Before this I have read these only
at home since I do not have enough time to get every other thing done at work.
Last week when I left work it was not
raining from the ominous looking clouds, but about four miles later it was
raining so hard that I wondered if I should get off the road. About three or
four more miles and I was driving out of the rain. By the time I was home I
could see that we had had no rain. That was only about another three miles.
Life changes quickly.
Six year old Sophia told us that she
was glad we had come to visit because she does not get to see us very much. My
response was both sad and glad: sad because it is true and glad because it
matters to her. I hope my other grandkids feel some of the same. If I were richer would I let myself part with
the money and time and fly to see them more times in the year? That might be a
test. Where are my priorities?
Paula
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