Normally, I don't have any library orientation sessions this early in the semester. Classes for undergraduate level courses begin next Monday. But the graduate courses, especially some of the online programs, are starting new cohorts that happen to coincide with this crazy week. I am asked to do a class for the Masters of Social Work program, followed by a commuter orientation. They are back to back, but I should be able to step from one room to another and keep presenting for the 2 hours.
Except. Except that the MSW class got delayed and didn't show up until they were supposed to be done. Yikes! I quickly asked 2 colleagues to cover the commuter orientation since that one is mostly a tour and how-to do library stuff. They graciously agree so that I can still provide the necessary overview of finding books and journal articles for the masters students. It all works out. But I can tell that the added stress has taken its toll. Besides that, the steroid effect has worn off. I am shaky and exhausted, and I waste no time wrapping things up and going home where I collapse in my recliner.
Sugar senses that I am not myself. She climbs up beside me and we rock gently, thankful that someone is bringing dinner and I can just get a plate of nutritious food, fill my tummy, and drift off to sleep until it is time to go to bed. Sigh. Tomorrow will be a better day.
Except. Except that the MSW class got delayed and didn't show up until they were supposed to be done. Yikes! I quickly asked 2 colleagues to cover the commuter orientation since that one is mostly a tour and how-to do library stuff. They graciously agree so that I can still provide the necessary overview of finding books and journal articles for the masters students. It all works out. But I can tell that the added stress has taken its toll. Besides that, the steroid effect has worn off. I am shaky and exhausted, and I waste no time wrapping things up and going home where I collapse in my recliner.
Sugar senses that I am not myself. She climbs up beside me and we rock gently, thankful that someone is bringing dinner and I can just get a plate of nutritious food, fill my tummy, and drift off to sleep until it is time to go to bed. Sigh. Tomorrow will be a better day.
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