I oversee a group of employees at the library. Each day I give them an assignment. It's not that I'm a micro-manager it is that in a library certain parts of the collection need specific types of attention at different times. I won't bore you with all the details. Each day I go up to the collection and write an assignment for each employee scheduled that day. I base it on the number of hours they will be working. Today I went up a noticed that the Juvenile and the ESL section need a lot of TLC. As I walked into the re-shelving room one of my employees was already up there. She is one of my hardest working employees. She immediately approached me regarding the Juvenile collection and said, "I would like to do it! Please assign it to me." The collection is quite large and she is working today only four hours so I was reluctant to assign it, but decided to break it up over today and tomorrow to insure it got the attention it deserved. I handed her the assignment and began on leave. She stopped me. "nib! I notice the ESL is also in disarray! I will do that as well!" I told her no. That I had assigned that to another employee that is working for seven hours today. She then basically begged me. I said no...that it was very important that she focus on her own assignment and leave the other employee to his assignment. I told her she can't fix the entire library. She can only fix what she can...don't kill herself trying... and that the library will be here tomorrow. With that I smiled at her and left.
As I walked away I thought: "Wow. I wish I had me to stop me when I tried to take on everyone's stuff that wasn't mine." It was then I realized what I said and laughed out loud. Students turned and looked at me...I must have looked crazy! Did I really just think that!? I wish I had...ME?! Really?!
Monday, June 18, 2012
Wow! It's been a long time! Last I left off talking about counseling...and then no more. I fell off the planet basically.
Counseling went well. Basically Sherri told me I was doing things right. She told Hubby yes its hard to live with it, but it's what needs to happen. One thing she said that I really liked that summed up the whole thing. She said: You both are going along on your double seat bicycle (why the bike reference I don't know...) but we are going along and suddenly one of us throws a stick in the spoke. The bike stops abruptly throwing both of us. We both get back on but one of us is now riding with a bent spoke...(that would be me) I know its bent and I'm riding differently in order to compensate for tire. The ride is more difficult for John even though his tires are fine because he's having to pedal differently now that my tire has been compromised.
That's it. I'm not trying to ride my own bike...I'm not jumping off the bike and telling him how to ride the bike...I'm just trying to ride our bike the way that works for me without wrecking the entire biking experience! It may require some compromise from him. We only needed 2 sessions and then Hubby went to see her alone for his PTSD. He only went once and saw no need to go again.
Things are going well. I go up and down, but I always find myself back down. We just came home from Ireland. We walked so much in Ireland that Hubby lost weight. He was happy about that.
When we came home I began training for a 5k (running). Hubby has been very supportive with that regard...considering he was against me running at all.
Sister relationship is strained. She is not in a good place right now. She says she's heavier than she has ever been and Hubby thinks she may be depressed. What ever it is...she is very critical of me right now.
Counseling went well. Basically Sherri told me I was doing things right. She told Hubby yes its hard to live with it, but it's what needs to happen. One thing she said that I really liked that summed up the whole thing. She said: You both are going along on your double seat bicycle (why the bike reference I don't know...) but we are going along and suddenly one of us throws a stick in the spoke. The bike stops abruptly throwing both of us. We both get back on but one of us is now riding with a bent spoke...(that would be me) I know its bent and I'm riding differently in order to compensate for tire. The ride is more difficult for John even though his tires are fine because he's having to pedal differently now that my tire has been compromised.
That's it. I'm not trying to ride my own bike...I'm not jumping off the bike and telling him how to ride the bike...I'm just trying to ride our bike the way that works for me without wrecking the entire biking experience! It may require some compromise from him. We only needed 2 sessions and then Hubby went to see her alone for his PTSD. He only went once and saw no need to go again.
Things are going well. I go up and down, but I always find myself back down. We just came home from Ireland. We walked so much in Ireland that Hubby lost weight. He was happy about that.
When we came home I began training for a 5k (running). Hubby has been very supportive with that regard...considering he was against me running at all.
Sister relationship is strained. She is not in a good place right now. She says she's heavier than she has ever been and Hubby thinks she may be depressed. What ever it is...she is very critical of me right now.
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