Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

Thank you, Ms. Viorst, for creating a children's book which speaks to that shitty-day feeling we can all have sometimes. Yesterday's milking was a  Series of Unfortunate Events : The cows weren't waiting for me right at the gate. I had to walk all the way down to the bee hives and staff gardens to get them, which is fine, since it was a lovely day and I was enjoying the weather and the sun. However, when I got to the cows they all decided to play the we-don't-know-what-we-are-supposed-to-be-doing game. It took lots of prodding to get them moving. While crossing the street with the cows (traffic waiting for us--minimal traffic, yes, but traffic still!) three of the cows decided it was really important to stand in place and act as if we'd never done this before. Beasley (cow) picked a fight with Samantha (cow). I literally had to step between them and do some Jerry Springer relationship-saving work. I put Samantha (cow) in one of the pens to nurse some of the cal...

The past few days have been so stressful. My car battery keeps dying and my mechanic bro A3 is baffled, especially as this has been a recurring--though rarely--thing that happens and we try something new each time to fix it and somehow never do. Work on Wedsnesday was a little stressful. I had some things I had to get done and then I kept getting interrupted. (I think my favorite part of that work day was when this woman, who had to come to pray in the Chapel, came out of the Chapel singing at the top of her lungs. It was special.) Then I broke a glass the other night and while cleaning it up got some broken glass in my hand. I didn't realize when I pulled the glass out that a piece or two broke off and stayed in my finger. I got another piece out yesterday morning, but have been unable to get the other piece out. So piece no.2, who I've decided to call William, is camping out in my finger like hippies at Woodstock. And as I have no insurance I have been trying to "deal wi...