I have been flirted with more in the past few weeks than my entire twenty-three years combined.
When I took a job as the librarian in a small town, my mom teasingly hinted that this would happen. “Word will get out, Amelia,” she laughed. “A young, cute, single librarian… they’ll be lining up to meet you.”
If we were having coffee, I’d start out by saying that it’s good to be back! I missed out on last week’s coffee share on account of being out of town. How have things been since we last spoke?
It’s strange to think that summer is over. As it always does, it went by so quickly! I’m glad, though. September is here and with it comes cool mornings and golden sunsets. Sweater weather is right around the corner and I couldn’t be happier. Continue reading →
If we were having coffee, we’d be cross-legged on the carpet wearing sweatshirts, sweaters, or flannels–take your pick! The past few days have been rainy and cool. It’s a welcome relief from the usual August heat and humidity. Summers in Minnesota are so short. I feel like I should be soaking in the sunshine and enjoying the chance to wear shorts. Really, though, all I want is fall to come. I’m ready for flannels, sweaters, leggings, scarves, and boots again. I’m ready for crisp mornings and the smell of falling leaves.
In the meantime, the cool mornings have helped me be really productive. I’ve been able to complete several of the small, around-the-house tasks I’ve been putting off for weeks. Continue reading →
I started a new job this week… oh boy is it stressful.
My first training session was 2.5 hours from 7-9:30 PM. My predecessor essentially sat me down, showed me programs on the computer, and told me stuff. Aside from lists of computer passwords and such, there was little to no organization. No concrete list of “These Are Your Tasks”. Just a bunch of do this, do that, call this person, figure this out. Here you go, Amelia. Have at it.
My brain needs structure in order to understand things. Throwing information at me and plunging me into a situation does nothing but render me overwhelmed and stressed. I got home at ten and went straight to bed. It took me until midnight to fall asleep, mostly because I gave up trying and transported myself to another planet reading Andy Weir’s The Martian until midnight. Even after that, I didn’t sleep much.
Since the job was left vacant three weeks ago, an overwhelming amount of emails, phone messages, and mail have been piling up that need to be addressed ASAP. However, in my current semi-trained state, I don’t feel comfortable or confident addressing half of these things.
So I am going to do what my brain knows best: compartmentalize and prioritize. My first priority is making sure I’m up to speed and comfortable with the various software and programs. Once that’s done, I’ll figure out what needs to be done NOW. I’ll make lists of what I don’t know and save the rest for another day.
My goal is, by the end of the job in a couple of months, to add some organization. If I can get to a point where I can make a concrete list of daily, weekly, and monthly tasks, I’ll be satisfied.
Now on to actually making sense of the chaos. Wish me luck!
If we were having coffee, we’d be bundled up in sweaters sitting outside. The world is a painting of reds, golds, and browns–the leaves are just past the peak of color and are starting to fall. I’d suggest taking a walk to enjoy the crisp air and crunch of leaves under our feet. If your hands are cold, bring your cup with you. It will keep you warm!
If we were having coffee, I’d let you know that I HAVE A NEW JOB! You are now looking at (or rather, reading the words of) the new Interim Director of my community’s Chamber of Commerce. Of course, the job isn’t permanent. It’s only for a couple of months while the Chamber looks for a new Executive Director. I’m just there to fill in and give the board of directors time to find a good fit for the position.
The frustrating thing, though, is I hope to start tomorrow and still have no idea what the job looks like. I know I’ll be addressing the emails, phone messages, and mail that have come in over the past few weeks. I know there are meetings I’ll have to attend–mostly to take notes. I know that I now have keys to the building and a desk in the old Historical Society building. But I don’t know what my days will actually look like.
My goal is to meet with the former Executive Director sometime in the next couple of days in order to learn the job. The problem is, she’s not a very competent communicator and doesn’t really understand what I want from her. She keeps texting my mom (who is the Vice President of the board) about it. Mom passed her my contact information so she and I can figure it out… but clearly she’s stressed and confused because she hasn’t actually contacted ME yet.
It will all come together. Hopefully we will be able to meet. If not, I’m pretty good at figuring things out. If all else fails, I’ll go to the office tomorrow (after all, I DO have the key), poke around for a few hours, and hope the info I need is lurking in a desk drawer or computer file.
If we were having coffee, you would know that I visited my college town for the first time as an alumni! I didn’t think I’d be making the trip to Morris any time soon, but my old Bible study co-leader organized a retreat for the group and asked if I would be able to come as a guest speaker. My old roommate, Alli, and I founded this Bible study four years ago and it was one of my favorite parts of college.
The retreat took place at someone’s house. I was delighted to find that almost everyone in attendance were original members of the group. We had art night on Friday–which was a fun exploration of acrylic paint and Canadian rom-coms. On Saturday, we ate meals together, went on a prayer walk in Pomme de Terre Park, and watched Friends on Netflix. Alli and I gave our talks, which both went well.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that my trip to Morris has me feeling incredibly blessed. As an introvert, I find that the best kind of people are the ones I can be with for hours without feeling drained. Hanging out with these girls was like that. I’m not close friends with anyone in the group, but that really didn’t matter. We’ve spent so much time throughout the years laughing, making memories, and discussing faith that friendship comes naturally. Being together again felt just like old times. I can’t remember the last time I laughed as hard as I did.
My faith hasn’t been flourishing since leaving Morris in May. It hasn’t been growing, but it hasn’t been receding. I know that there are lots of important things going on that I can’t see right now. This weekend was a wonderful reminder that God has big things ahead and I’m right where I need to be.
Now the time has come to turn things over to you. How has your week been? What would you share over coffee?