Living Outside the Stacks

A few weeks ago, the family and I were sitting around the dinner table talking when Miss 20 said, “You never know how crazy your parents are until you move out and then come back home.” blank stare I proceeded to explain to her that we are not crazy, my parents are crazy. Their dad’s parents are crazy. But we are not. Then I started looking at my list… While I’ll admit nothing to her or the rest of those people, I will concede that I’m, ummm, different. 21. I’m a walking talking contradiction. 22. My daughter and I lived in my apartment for almost a year before I turned…

Thinking of things to tell about myself is harder than I thought it’d be. I go through the list of stuff I could write, and I think no one cares about that… But then I think about my #fistbumpfriday posts and how I try to encourage everyone to celebrate not just the big moments but the small ones as well. So I write this list knowing that I’ll not share anything earth~shattering, just revelling in the knowledge that it is these small and random things that make me uniquely me. 11. It took three tries before I realized that the hubs was trying to propose to me. He almost changed…

During my interview, one of the questions asked was the standard “Tell me about yourself.” I never know how to answer that question. Do they want the personal or professional answer? Here’s my answer: A few years ago, a librarian friend of mine asked all of us to write our “unofficial” library biographies and share…My name is Daenel, and I’m a histolibrarianivist. A combination of a historian, a librarian, and an archivist. I have the research skills of a librarian, the preservation skills of an archivist, the organizational skills of a soldier, and the domestic skills of Stepford wife. These are the things that represent me professionally. This is everything else:…