I'm starting to seriously resent the person I work with at night. I know he isn't a librarian by trade and he's not comfortable with every type of request. I also know I've offered to show him how to do other things and that he hasn't taken me up on it. So it means that for 5 hours every night I do 90% or more of the work. I've also made a habit of checking the next day when I come in to see if anything bounced back or if someone answered a question I wouldn't know how to do so I can learn. 

I also see the numbers of what I did vs. him and sigh resignedly. I know it won't change. But what it does mean is that I'm leaving more at night undone since I'm not going to kill myself like I did at LIB where I felt like Sisyphus on the regular. I noticed that at 10 he signs off like clockwork. I run over by 15 minutes or so now if I'm in the middle of something or a quick follow-up comes in, but no more working until midnight. It seems that not doing 100% ALL THE TIME is accepted at SIB so I'm adopting it.

My 90% is still more than most, and I'm ok with that.

I should know better than to watch The Avengers. Not because of the content, or that it is a really great movie, nor because of Joss Whedon. But every time I see I see it I also see the building I used to work in. And the other one I saw outside of my window from my first apartment's bedroom. Reminding me that I'm no longer living and working in NYC which just guts me every time. 

It's every punctured dream I ever had and still makes me cry. Some day I might be okay with it. Today I'm not.