Job swap week!
I started at the restaurant today. Thursday morning is my last GoatDay.
I’m attempting to break my schedule into two-week segments to make it seem more manageable. This month is Stage 1 of the shift; and Stage 2 will come in January. I’m a little bit worried that I’ve bit off more than I can chew. But I guess jobs aren’t permanent and I shouldn’t feel trapped by a waitress gig, especially when I have professional work to look forward to.
I’m just afraid of losing my chances to write, run, and spend time with my family and friends. I guess people make it work, and I can too.
So; I basically have 4 jobs right now.
This makes it really difficult to get my running and writing schedule situated.
It amounts to: okay, I have 45 minutes before I have to be at ___; is that enough time to run/draft/revise/practice? Usually the answer is “no, but you do have time to make coffee, which you’re definitely going to need”.
I’m half Librarian, 1/4 goat herder, 1/4 waitress. I like my odds?
It’s official: I have my very first Librarian job! I will be moving up from the ranks of Circ Clerk to Librarian I before the New Year!
I was offered the position last week before the holiday. I took the weekend to think it over and accepted. This library is about 40 min away from my apartment, which means a commute, but it is still PT, which means I may be able to keep my current library position close to home as well. We’re working on schedule conflicts before deciding if I can manage it.
Of course, this means my GoatDays are numbered, but given the weather and the slowly diminishing amount of work to be had, it’s good timing.
I am so friggen excited. I don’t think I’ll fully realize it until I’ve started doing the drive and have keys to something in the building. Like: will I get a desk?
Nothing deep: just grateful for all the chaos of this past week and the impending chaos of the next.
This is the first Thanksgiving I’ve been home in 7 years. I try to reflect on the Thanks and the Giving parts of the “holiday”, not the historical, convoluted, now commercialized part.
Quick list: Friends, family, creativity, good health, roof over my head, food, job, water, air.
GoatDay was rough today. Pre-dawn temperature read 10 degrees; below freezing winds whipping up the hills, hay in my eyes, water splashing on my clothes and then freezing nearly immediately. I spent a good 20 minutes bashing ice out of the goats’ water buckets with a hammer and then scooping out the ice with a gardener’s pick. I had two pairs of gloves and socks on. All the hoses are frozen. My nose ran continuously and I can’t wipe my nose with my hands when they’re covered in mud and shit. The ground is hard and uneven, I trip and fall on frozen muddy hoof prints. The wind blows so hard against the parlor door that it flies open and slams shut at any given moment. For 8 hours today, I struggled through what is bound to be one of the easier days that this job will see during the winter.
Most of the time I try really really hard to be positive about my work. I love the animals, I appreciate working with my (frozen numb) hands. But today I doubted my ability to keep this up for much longer. Maybe I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
I think about the last time I spent significant amounts of time outdoors in subzero temperatures and it was mostly in Omaha, at bus stops or walking wherever I had to go. My boyfriend at the time called it Grit. By surviving those winters with no help from anyone, and not a single thing to show for it at the end of the day, we were cultivating Grit. I can only be thankful that those experiences allowed me to get through a day like today. I’m also thankful for a pair of heavy-duty coveralls that I got from a farm supply store in Nebraska.
I have the next two days off from the farm, when I’ll be working at the library. The weather forecast for my next double shift at the farm says “Ice Pellets: 90%”. I’m going to try not to think about that for the next 48 hours.
follow along as I work through production on a new manuscript this winter. It might get weird.
This will be the tumblr for the poetry and creative work that I produce in the coming weeks and months. Follow along!
I love rainy mornings. Perfect for hitting the snooze button and pulling the blanket over my head. I sleep so well in this weather. It was a task getting out of bed; so difficult I had to do it twice to get it right.
And now I am walking around in a cloud of cool mist. It’s going to be a good trecena.
Off for some coffee and work for a few hours before preparing for whatever kind of performance is going to take place later this evening. If I get a chance, there’s a draft of a poem that I’d like to have finished for a first run.
Recently started putting all kinds of green things in my Vega sport chocolate protein shakes after workouts. My current batch of kale was starting to wilt SO, I threw it all in the blender.
Tastes like chocolate plants!