One Year Later

Crunching Numbers

It started as a temp job—I’d be employed as Sister’s Administrative Assistant for maybe two or three weeks.  Then it turned into five weeks, three months, half a year, nine months, and eleven and three quarters months.  Calendar pages flew by as did St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, Memorial Day, July Fourth, Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Day.

With Sister, I’ve participated in dozens of meetings (both on screen and via audio feed), am beloved by librarians throughout Long Island, and am asked for by name by vendors across the country.  I’ve appeared on library advertising and even attended Sister’s office video holiday party!

And while doing all that, I also took on a couple of more “temp” jobs, working with both Ma and Pa.

Waiting for the Day to Start

I’m always there for my co-workers—providing companionship and reminders that they should take their 15 minute breaks (according to my schedule, of course).  But I’m not a pushover; I’m a tough co-worker.  I make sure that their days start on time and lunch breaks don’t go a minute over.  If they need a laugh, I’m always up for stealing a shoe, shoving a toy in their face, or having a vivid dream at an inappropriate moment.  And if things get too quiet, I’m there howling and barking my head off.

Today marks my one year anniversary as Sister’s Administrative Assistant (the anniversaries of my side hustles as Ma and Pa’s assistant are coming up in the days and weeks ahead).  Who knows how long these gigs will continue, but as long as my desk (AKA my pillow) is there, so will I.