May 20, 1992

Considering how much I'm cutting into library time with personal business -- taking care of a sick Eddie last week for example -- I'm surprised I can find time to continue weeding the fiction.  I do find time to review the long range plan, where I feel that changes can be kept to a minimum (i.e., I can save myself some work here) and the overdues section of the circulation policy.  Now if I could just find time to revise my basic reference syllabus and start coming up with a structure for the children's reference workshop.

I get a lot of exercise today since my threat to have nothing to do with getting the van tun ed up proves to be nothing but hot air.  Big surprise.  I'm first in the service line at Russ Darrow.  I walk home without stopping for breakfast at IHOP or Denny's, not wanting to risk a violent case of IBS along Gammon Road.  A minimal staffing level at the library forces me to postpone a planned return walk after lunch to the late afternoon.  I pick up the boys, Eddie first.  When JoAnna returns home, the boys and I are playing on the hammock.

November 5, 1991

I drive the van to Russ Darrow as it's tune-up time.  Instead of waiting for JoAnna and Andy to pick me up there, I decided a little exercise won't hurt me, so I begin to walk back to Middleton.  Opposite Memorial High School, I see the car approach and wave my arms frantically just in case she's too focused on the road.

Advisory is scheduled to meet at Middleton and the expected confrontation over public-performance videos never happens.  Barb Huntington's feelers must be mangled.  In the meantime, Sharon wastes no time, preparing a one-page justification of this format, and I waste a lot of mental energy rehearsing nasty tirades.

I take the afternoon off and walk through a mini-blizzard to pick up the van.  The dueling Derek & the Dominoes/Allman Brother Band tape keeps me trucking.

Due to the weather, it's a quiet evening at the library.  I pack up six boxes of various reference materials for tomorrow's workshop and start to worry about the drive.