Nothing is small, nothing is unexpected

I have said before that I don’t have much to post when I am not reading anything. I would like to amend that statement. I don’t have much to post when I’m not reading anything I love. I have read a lot lately, but nothing that I feel really passionate about. I started The Red Tent yesterday, though, and I am about 1/3 of the way through it, so it should hopefully spark some thoughts. I didn’t love it the first time I read it, which means I’ll probably have lots to say about it. hehe.

My days are feeling pretty routine. Get up, get ready for work, drive to work while listening to Sam Phillips, order books, work on the reference desk, go home. It’s a good routine. I like my new position – I realized recently that I am a great person to be doing the ordering, because I love looking at new books. I love opening the boxes when they come in and seeing them in such pristine condition. I love being one of the first people to look at them. Trying to order the correct amount of books and choosing what we’ll have is scary, but I am very much enjoying it so far.

Life isn’t all that exciting these days, but that also means it’s not too angsty or upsetting. I have time to read and to work on my scrapbook. Mike and I are enjoying his last few days before his semester starts. We’ve seen some good movies. It’s mundane, but it’s also beautifully peaceful. I can live with that.

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