Bibliomama

 This is such an immense relief, I can't even tell you. Like I said, we were confident that she is a capable, safe driver, but the fact that Covid postponed first the in-car part of her Driver's Ed and then her test made this all very fraught. She was worried that I was going to drive her an hour and a half and then she'd fail. She was worried that she wouldn't be able to get another test soon and she'd miss out on being able to drive her last summer before university. She was worried she'd throw up on the way there. It was a big giant worry-fest. The night before she said "I have something I do that I think is normal but is probably weird but you have to find it cute because you're my mom". She said she has soap that she uses the night before every test because it's gold and sparkly and she feels like it's good luck. I told her this is not a remotely mockable thing - anyone who has access to soap that is gold and sparkly would be an idiot

 Holy shit you guys, the sleep thing is extremely bad right now. I feel like for the the past few weeks I'm never really asleep or really awake. Got about three good hours last night, worked in the library this morning and covered in the office this afternoon. It was quiet. It's never quiet. Quiet is not good. I think I was literally asleep at my desk at one point. I kept pretending I had to go to the bathroom just to walk around and wake up. Also, I catalogued a buttload of dictionaries. Aren't they pretty? The sleepless brain makes the stupid brain even worse, as you can imagine. I was watching a tv show where a woman was taking a pregnancy test and timing it using her phone and I said "hey, they should have a pregnancy test app where you can just pee on your phone". Help. At our last outdoor bar night I  was telling the group about hanging out with my friend Jody (HI JODY) on her front porch on Sunday for three and a half hours. Jody is an accomplished equestri

 Me: Takes on a bunch of extra shifts thinking the structure will be good for me. Also Me: Complains bitterly every single time I have to go to work. Me: Thinks it's time to branch out my reading a little Also Me: Reads three horror books that take place in snowy places. Two are about mountain climbing. Me: Thinks I'm finally getting on top of the pandemic/sinus/perimenopause-induced brain fog. Also Me: Literally forgets how to make a taco Me: Carefully makes a meal plan and grocery list so my failing memory won't lead to disaster. Also Me: Buys every single ingredient for pork carnitas. Except pork. I thought I might be able to make a whole post of these. Turns out I was wrong. I'm feeling better on the whole, but I couldn't fall asleep last night and then woke up stupid early. Did I mention that my library work is very solitary, and once all the books are put away and I'm sitting at the desk cataloguing it is very difficult to stay awake if I'm really tire

 Just realized I my wall calendar is still on February - I forgot to flip it for a whole week. This either means I'm getting better at keeping appointments and work shifts in my phone calendar or I've forgotten a bunch of stuff I was supposed to do this week (brb, checking if I'm still employed). I have this weird tic where whenever I try to open either the calendar or maps app in my phone, I open the opposite one. Isn't that weird? Even if I think about it first I almost always end up on calendar when I want maps or vice-versa.  Last week I did my usual library shifts and office shifts and then I did the afternoon snack program, because I am aiming to do all the jobs at the school. The kids will not know what to expect when they see me. Will I check out a book to you? Give you a late slip or some ice? Toss you a little bag of Shreddies? Jump out of a closet and start teaching math? WHO CAN SAY? (anyone who knows me at all can very definitely say I will not be teaching