Where the Hell Have I Been?
Well hello, friends, acquaintances, and random strangers that thought it would be a good idea to be nosey and check out my crazy life. To say I have been MIA is ...well it is a major understatement. Let's face it, I disappeared off the face of the planet. I mean, not really for those of you that know me, but figuratively I totally jumped off the edge of Discworld (please look up the reference if you do not get it). So, where the hell have I been? Let's start in January of 2019 since I left you in December of 2018.
January 2019
All right kiddos, let's all get into the Wayback machine (again...look it up people) and travel over two years into the past. So, what happened. Well...I started looking for a job. It became clear that the community college I was working at would continue to put more and more on the library and give us less and less to work with while supporting employees who did not put their best foot forward. And...while I loved my job and almost all of the people I worked with...I had to leave for my sanity. That and I lost my right hand at work to the very university that I was hoping to go to work for. Karma sometimes is not a fickle B. Sometimes Karma brings you gifts that you have worked for and earned.
February 2019
The call came. What call you ask? The call for a phone interview and then the subsequent calls to prepare me for the in-person interview. Early February meant that I had to pull out my interview suit. Yes, everyone needs an interview suit. And I headed off to an interview that would end up changing the course of my career. But, at the time I just knew that I was nervous and heading into an unknown environment that I knew was an amazing opportunity. For those of you that have never interviewed for a professional librarian position at a university, and I am assuming that is most people, it is a process. A day-long, sometimes several days-long process. You start with a quick hello and end up doing a presentation, multiple interview sessions with different groups, lunch, tours of facilities, more interviews, and in my case ending with a meaningful exchange with the woman that would become my mentor and an amazing friend and supervisor. I left the library thinking that I had either totally nailed that interview or made a complete fool of myself. I am sure it was a bit of both knowing that tissues and tears did make an appearance. But, that happens when you are an emotional crier and are passionate about what you do.
March 2019
April 2019
And so it began. The beginning of my new life. You cannot even call it a new career. Everything was different. I went into the job thinking I would not really know what I was doing. What I found was a place where I was trusted to figure it out and embrace to process of learning. I traveled the second day of work to a consortium meeting in Dallas for an overnight stay where I had my own room and met wonderful people. Then the next week I went to Austin to meet with vendors at TLA where again...I had my own room even though there were many of us present. I was allowed to have my space while still being embraced in the culture of my new work home. I found myself valued in ways that made me realize I had been undervalued before. Not by my fellow librarians...but by administration of the academic institutions that expected miracles from me and yet did not reward me when I produced them.
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