On being a slug and Halloween wrappers

It's late, I haven't written in awhile and I am coming out of a week of sluggishness. I have worked hard to rid myself of the habit of procrastination...so I've been battling the beast--why when I live in a state that has 4 distinct seasons--a place I have lived in most of my life--do I find every year is as difficult an adjustment to the change of season/time as the one before. I love Fall but hate the change from summer energy into winter slug.

I have been reading lately--goes with slug behavior so it makes sense. I am listening to The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants on CD---what an awesome example of how YA literature is not always poorly written or formulaic (sp?). I always love hearing a good story. I felt the same way about listening to Laurie Halse Anderson's story Speak or Alice Sebold's Lucky. These stories are so helpful to me---I remember being intense and sensitive and reflective as a teenager. Why as a thirtysomething do I often think of them only as silly and shallow??? I am also reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter which is equally engaging.

As for work, the library is sweltering again. Now we have moved from AC or the lack of it to heat and the lack of need for it. Am I being prepped for a life in the tropics???? Anyway, we are entrenched in term paper season, so I find myself moving between Reconstruction and the Holocaust, Mary Shelley and Emily Dickinson. Actually, I just find myself moving. All the time. Nonstop. Did I mention I am exhausted? I love research...it is like an addiction for me...so it is difficult sometimes to be helping students who haven't caught on to it yet or will never be interested in it. Luckily, I have been blessed with patience and optimism.

Tomorrow...and the day after I will be battling Halloween candy wrappers that will escape me...despite that my keen ears can hear the crack of a soda can opening or a wrapper crackling, an occupational hazard (is hazard the right word? I certainly don't want to be that nasty librarian who is cold and unfeeling.) I am tired, so this doesn't make sense I am sure...I will still have fun on the worst day at this job so I don't want it to sound totally negative.

I guess I just wanted to write a post to make sure I have more than one in October, to make sure too much time doesn't get by me, to make sure I can hold on to something as time flies by.