Taking the Plunge.

It's that time of year, Mid-terms. This is my first midterm as a graduate student. Hopefully this same time next week, I'll still have my wits and hair about me. This past week I decided after numerous months of anxiety and negative thoughts to start applying for jobs I'm not really qualified for (that is I've not completed my Master's Degree). I have sat down and compiled cover letter after cover letter, attached resumes after resumes--you get the picture... No responses at least no positive ones that is. I feel like that before I have started, I'm already behind. It's quite frustrating really. That's a ramble for another occasion.

I do however have the opportunity of being on a library committee/board at a small college. I can't work in the library because of the lack of funding, but I can be on the committee to make changes to the proposed budget. With all intentional sarcasm, I will propose to the committee to alot a certain amount of money for additional staff members to come on board and I will ask that they vote for me as the newest addition to the library staff. Anyways with all dreaming and sarcasm aside. It was an interesting glimpse into the administrative aspect of how a library runs. It was my first meeting so I can't be to judgmental. Being the only female and under the age of 55, I felt that some of the thoughts and concerns were valid, however the proposed solutions were a little bit dated and not totally viable for "now". My proposed ideas for quick solutions, was not met with opposition, it was simply ignored. I suppose I should have gotten the hint. Until I kept bringing it up the problem in different ways and asking what the solution would be. No answers. Merely, "it's now time to chew the fat", no one actually said that, but if they were country and had a funny sense of humor they would have!

Take care and read a book.

Mrs. Dunn

Back in the game.

I used to have a blog in high school. It was the thing to do... Now quite a few years later, and in graduate school and possibly far more busier now, then in high school. Only time will tell if this is a folly. I can't quite possibly tell you why I choose to start up a blog again after all this time. Perhaps to give some sanity and order in my life. It does feel somewhat chaotic, three-part time jobs, nine hours of graduate classes (and all the busy work that is associated with it) oh and did I mention that I am a newly wed? On top of all of that, I have a fur baby-a Russian Hamster-eloquently named Sir Fredrick. (He's quite charming until your fingers smell like food and he bites them.) Yet I remain hopeful that having a blog will help bring all chaos into perspective. I have not contemplated what I will write about or how frequently I will write. I openly abhor disorder, yet secretly my thoughts and life are often out of order... Irony or merely a bad joke? All flaws aside, I truly believe my intent will be one of cathartic release.

Mrs. Dunn