The last time I wrote, which was in August, I was feeling fairly down about my professional life (as you could tell if you read the article!). Months later, I'm feeling more optimistic about librarianship, although I'm currently struggling to schedule programs for January. And I have to admit that my mind still isn't completely at work; it can't be, since I need to care for my son and the baby on the way.
My lack of sleep, my forty-minute commute, and my busy personal life leave me no energy to concentrate. Not only is this the case at work; it's also true of the passions that once defined me - reading and writing. Being in-between novels for so long is frustrating, yet I'm finding it difficult to discover one that absorbs me (I recently returned two to the library unfinished). And writing - when was the last time that I did that?
I've accepted this situation - at least for now. But I know that eventually I'll have to somehow find the energy to throw myself into work or into a hobby again; otherwise, I'll truly be unhappy.
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