Catching Up

Another view of our Primula in its hanging basket, scruffy leaves and all. With flowers like those, we can forgive a little scruffiness in a plant that is surely by now a senior citizen in the plant world. (It's been in that basket at least five years.)

I thought I'd have some time yesterday to catch up in blogland, but that was not to be. I was nonstop at work and didn't even take my full lunch break. My co-worker is out with an illness in her family, so we're short-handed and I had to clean up everything that hadn't been done by the substitute while I was away.

Having a sub in my position is never easy. It's not a difficult job -- barring the occasional physical demands of lifting and kneeling -- but it does require use of the computer system, which means training, and knowledge of lots of little internal matters like how to handle books on hold, or what to do when a kid comes in to pay for a lost book. My previous boss found that it wasn't really worth all the work to bring someone up to speed just for a few days. It was better to just struggle through with no sub. I wonder if my new boss thinks the same.

Fortunately I'm almost never absent!

They still haven't hired someone to fill my position but I think they're close.

Here's a snapshot that I found at my dad's house that I tucked into my suitcase to bring home. It's weirdly captivating, isn't it? That's my stepmother at right, with one of her brothers behind her and my stepsister at left. It was taken in the early '80s, I believe in my step-grandmother's living room, and I just love the composition and the expression on June's overexposed face. It's one of those pictures you could stare at for hours, picking out all the little details of the room and thinking about the circumstances and relationships.

Off to work!