September 24th, 2020

mood - pooped puppy: angstchic

Ch-ch-ch-changes

I found out today that my manager is leaving us. She applied for the managing librarian position at the bigger library in the neighboring town and got it. I can't say that I blame her. That one is a brand-new, gorgeous facility, and it's only a few extra miles away. She'll get more money and better hours, too.

There's no clue about who will replace her at our library, though. We have three librarians who qualify for it, but I don't know if any of them even want to apply. The managing librarian does mostly administrative stuff, with very little actual book/patron stuff, and I don't see any of ours falling into that role. Maybe one of them will prove me wrong. I guess we'll see. It shouldn't affect my employment at all, at least. I just wish they were hiring clerks so I could move up and maybe get a few more hours.

Today was an awful day for my hips, and I've been wincing ever since I got home. I spent a solid 45 minutes in the hot tub this evening, but going upstairs to bed is not going to be fun. I will definitely sleep soundly, though.