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I severely overestimated the amount of time I’d have to study in between my two volunteer jobs (total of 9 hours a week, 11 if you count my commute) and internship (12 hours a week). This morning, as I was sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic on my way to Claremont, I was trying to think of diplomatic ways to let my supervisor know I had to go on an indefinite hiatus. When I trudged up the hill to the building and up the stairs to the library, my supervisor and I exchanged good mornings and she asked me to help train a new volunteer to do original cataloging of our bound journals. Then she informed me that there are only a couple boxes left to catalog from the most recent gift. I quickly realized I was being dramatic in the car. I don’t want to leave just yet. All I needed was a new project, even if it’s temporary, to get motivated again. And what do you know, I felt more focused today than I ever have. Instead of setting those obscure conference proceedings and government reports on diminishing fruit bat populations aside to do later, I tackled them. I even created a record for a generic atlas printed in 1886*. I got to talk to Sunny on my lunch break. There was no traffic on the way home. I got to listen to President Obama’s speech live and in its entirety. I hope he keeps his promises, but in any case, I got goosebumps. Life’s looking better these days.
As for yesterday, I was a little worried that doing this internship would turn out to be a lateral move. I was wrong. Cataloging fiction, for instance, is very different from cataloging scientific monographs (in one concentrated area of science, no less). And I met the Music Librarian and his assistant, who will teach me about music cataloging and book binding, time willing.**
*Someone better consult that atlas. I wonder if my supervisor knows it’s from 1886. Oh, well. At least I had to derive a new record for it.
**I’m so excited about this. When did I turn into such a gigantic nerd?