1. I spent exactly thirty minutes at my desk today. Granted I came to work an hour late and took a longer-than-normal lunch. but I also left somewhere between fifteen and forty-five minutes late. I didn't work the public service desk at all. I'm not saying I usually blog at work, but I do type out quick ideas as I have them sometimes, and I typically take all my "breaks" and lunch at my desk which gives me time to work on my informative and entertaining posts. And if I work the public service desk at a slow time, I do sometimes indulge in more personal internet pursuits (a category into which blogging falls) while I'm waiting around on someone to assist.
2. I ate lunch today with Peeps Monica and Martha and the tweeps. It was a thousand times better than lunch at my desk with the internet. I was having way too good a time to blog--plus I spent a decent fraction of the meal baby juggling with Martha, and I can't feed myself, hold babies and blog all at once. I'm no super woman. P.S. My storytime wooing of the tweeps has not yet won them over to adoration of me, but I shall not be daunted.
3. Often lately I've been eating lunch and taking breaks in our staff lounge (despite what I said to the contrary in the previous two excuses). My library friend Philip gave up going out to lunch for Lent, so he's been bringing his lunch, and I've been bringing my lunch almost daily since the beginning of the year, so we've been eating together upstairs more. Sometimes Bob comes too. We bring our handwork (they're both knitting hats at the moment) and work on our various projects.
4. It's spring break round these parts, and we're doing alliterative programs for school kids every day this week. On Movie Monday, I passed out popcorn and showed How to Train Your Dragon to fifty-one library friends. On Tie-Dye Tuesday, I calmly dealt with fifty-three library friends and the rainbow-hued carnage they left on the tables, floor, and my hands. Today on Wii Wednesday I played and supervised and refereed twenty-two library friends through multiple games for three hours. These unexpected well-attended pursuits have pushed me much closer to exhaustion than I should be, and while that's embarrassing, the fact remains that sitting down and stringing clever words together just wasn't in me (still isn't, but here you go anyway).
5. As I previously mentioned I've been working on balance and moderation in my personal interests and pursuits, so at home I've been reading and cooking and keeping all the dishes washed and watching tv as a family with Jess, and I've been trying to spend less time glued to my laptop. Providing intellectually stimulating blog fodder is the unintended casualty of moderation--though those unfinished home projects as yet remain unfinished.
6. I mentioned in #3 that I'm bringing my handwork to lounge lunches and breaks with Philip and Bob, but I haven't told you about what I'm doing. I'm actually working on a post all about it, so I'm not going to tell you until that's ready, but my steady work on this undisclosed craft project has given me something to do with my hands besides typing out blogs for you, and I am really excited about showing you someday.
7. I had an interesting and busy weekend. Our church is doing some painting and cleaning at an elementary school while they're out on spring break, and I went to help clean and tape for the paint crews on Saturday. One of the areas we painted was the cafeteria where they had to work around a mural depicting Carson-Dellosa kiddos following the posted cafeteria rules. It was a mostly really cute except that it was unfinished. I thought it a shame that our freshening and sprucing would still be overshadowed by the half-finished people (that weren't on our list of approved fixes). I asked if I could come back the next day and finish them, so our man in charge called someone from the school, and I got permission to do it. I went back on Sunday to finish the job and recruited some help, and we almost got it done. My sidekicks completed the mural on Monday while I was at work slinging popcorn for the movie-goers. Jess went and took pictures, and it turned out beautifully.
8. I would have liked to be able to blog about the successful selection of a winning NCAA tournament bracket, but alas, my hopes have been dashed for another year. I'm currently tied for last place in a pool of ten friends and family members. It shouldn't surprise me any longer that I'm terrible at these picks, but it's always disheartening. All of my Final Four teams are still in the running, so although I still have a higher-than-some points potential, I've missed many, many significant picks. I suspect that this week's games will drive the final nail in my bracket's coffin. It doesn't help that cousin, scholar, theologian and #1 blog fan, who admitted to making mostly arbitrary picks is in first place.
10. A lack of task commitment.
11. A stronger than normal tendency to ramble senselessly. Seriously, every time I try to post something lately, it turns into a torrent of messy words, and I abandon the effort.
12. A short attention span.
13. An almost unreasonable desire to do nothing but eat Dove truffle eggs. Until Saturday I hadn't found them at a store this Easter candy season, but now I know that Walgreens has them, and the desire to purchase and consume them is a constant presence in my life. In the spirit of balance and moderation (not to mention my healthy-eating choices), I'm trying to keep this from becoming an obsession, but it's a near thing.
14. Time seems to be passing at a fairly high rate these days. I don't mean to let days (or weeks) go by between posts, but somehow even when I have ideas at the ready for my next posts, days pass in a blur with no writing to show for it. I'm sure this is just one more sign of my increasing age. It goes nicely with my flights of nostalgia, the giant gray streak in my hair, and my geriatric tendency to be set in my ways.
15. I've been spending more time talking to Jess. She's nice, but sometimes I get too busy or cranky or in my head to talk to her. That's being a loser-y sort of friend, and I'm working on that. I like talking to her when I'm not being too much of a jerk to do so.
16. A sense of guilt that because of the increasingly significant time elapsing between posts, I need to bring my A-game for the imaginary readers lurking here, desperately hoping for some new communication from me. When all I can produce is pointless drivel (for instance: more than a dozen lame and needy excuses for my lack of posts), I have a difficult time allowing myself to post such substandard fare . . . usually (though obviously not tonight).
17. I have become overwhelmed with my clear and unhealthy dependence on the adverb. What if I use more than my allotment of adverbs while blogging, and I'm forced to go on without them? It boggles the mind and cripples my productivity. Please reassure me that this is not my fate, faithful readers. For my sake, for the sake of the blog, for all of us.