We forgot to turn off the fireplace the other night. Later, I heard the dog go downstairs so thought he needed to go out. But nope, I found him like this!
A co-worker who said she was worried about me and the impact of the various stresses in my life right now related the glass balls and plastic balls theory.
I’d heard it before but always good to have a reminder about what’s truly important in life.
Replying to @Dr Almas I think the main thing is understanding. There is no balance. So figure out what needs to stay afloat, and what balls can drop. #worklifebalance
It’s an unofficial tradition (does two people doing it so far equal a “tradition”?) that when a colleague is at one of the branches I work at – either for a meeting or redeployed due to illness or whatever – they leave a doodle of some kind as a “thanks” for using my desk.
The younger librarians I work with like to call me “Old Man Hammond” (probably should talk to HR about the harassment I suffer) so one colleague recently left me here interpretation of a favourite photo I have on my desk from when I was “Young Man Hammond” – even before I became a librarian.
This was during a free Engagement Photo Shoot that Shea and I “won” at a Bridal Fair in Calgary then spent a couple hundred bucks on prints.
Most pics were pretty traditional and serious but this one right at the end of the shoot is one the photographer snapped as we joked around and has become a constant reminder to not take things too seriously and always try to have fun – no matter what.
I remember learning the basics of HTML in 1997 and still joke that some of my first web design jobs were because I could “get a picture to show up on a web page.”
Times have changed but I love this site as it brings back so many memories of the core web site design principles I learned back then (this site is pretty minimalist but I don’t have the time to keep up with the knowledge to keep it truly minimal and optimized in a way that I might have cared about years ago.)
Ironically, I had trouble getting the picture below uploaded though – a PNG screenshot of the web site wouldn’t display when uploaded so I had to convert it to JPG to show up!
So I joined the Prom Planning Committee for Pace’s graduating class.
Kids today are much more environmentally conscious but in 1991 when I graduated, I do believe high school proms was a Top 10 contributor to the hole in the ozone layer!
