Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserve, but have never been able to reach.
Check the road and the nature of your battle.
The world you desire can be won. It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
Ayn Rand, from Atlas Shrugged 
Maybe I should just set up a template for posts, and then set them to automatically post on certain days - blogging on automatic pilot?
I have been working on Plan Q, or possible answers to the question, "What if I don't find a job in the library field?" I can't afford (financially or emotionally) to let the job search drag on forever, so once I get back from LOEX (the library instruction conference), I'm going to start making plans for other options. I really need to have something in place by the end of June. That'll be 6 months since graduation. I'm open to thoughts, opinions, suggestions, etc. 
Dessert was "hamburger" cookies made from Nilla wafers, peppermint patties, and strategically placed fruit rollups.
Craftiness
Other Weirdness
Spring
The lilac bush is trying to leaf out.
Daffodils are making an appearance.
As is my official diploma from IU.
My taskmaster keeps me on track, though (she can be darned bossy when she wants to be).
Of course, being in charge takes a lot out of a cat. She schedules some nap time into her busy schedule. When the cat's asleep, I sneak in some time for crafty things - lately beading.
I'd forgotten how very satisfying simple stringing can be, and quick, too. I have an off-loom bead weaving project going, but this bracelet and earrings were so much quicker!
Since most of my bead stuff is in a box, in a warehouse, in Indiana, I'm playing with a few things I had, and a few things I found at local craft stores. This necklace is made with some very inexpensive colored jump rings. The bigger ones are a light lavender, and the small connecting ones are silver. It'll be fun to wear with springy tops.
While I couldn't find exactly what I wanted to do this necklace, I was able to come up with alternate plan J. I'm satisfied with it, for now, and I can always restructure it later if necessary. It'll be fun to wear this spring, too. Now if only my spring clothes weren't in a box, in a warehouse.....
This left enough space to move a table up from the basement where it was being stored.
Once the table was in the room, though, I decided to rearrange to try to maximize some space. At first it was tucked into a corner where there wasn't a lot of light. In the new placement, the table is near the one window. It now gets light, plus Callie can sit there and look out.
Previously, the corner with the dresser was pretty crowded, since the bed was on the same wall.
Now, there's lots of space, all the toys are together, and the litterbox is off to one side (instead of in front of the one storage unit). My lovely milk crates have been covered with an old curtain, so it looks less temporary (and messy).
The corner by the closet and the door into the room was a collection are for boxes piled up.
Now, it's home to all the cat stuff, which looks a little more organized. Plus, the end of the bed now is home to bags of knitting stuff.
Before, the bed was on the south side of the room, and I would sit on it with the laptop and try to work.
Now, the bed is on the opposite wall. It fits neatly, and makes the rest of the room seem more open and spacious.
Having a desk area for both the laptop and for beading is very, very nice. It's still a temporary port, but at least it's better organized. And it makes it much, much easier to work on job applications. Let's hope that speeds up the process. 
(finished baby blankets for the Mary Madeline Project)
Callie has never been entirely normal, but I don't know that I've ever met a normal cat. Possibly weirdness IS normal for a cat. This is a video of her at possibly her weirdest, though.
The toilet seat hinge in the upstairs bathroom developed a loud squeak rather suddenly. I first noticed it when I was in a hurry. I washed my hands and headed downstairs. Callie had been on the sink, but she jumped down, ran down the hall after me, hissed and batted at my leg. She doesn't typically do things like this. I had no idea what had upset her.
Later that same day, I was sitting in the bedroom working on the computer. Callie was asleep next to me. My mom squeaked the toilet seat. Callie woke up, jumped down with her fur all fluffed out and ran into the bathroom, startling both my mom and I in the process.
Turns out the squeak in the toilet seat really annoyed her, for whatever reason. I really wished I had video of her running into the bathroom after my mom. Instead, this is video as she sat in the hall and yelled as my mom tried various things to fix the squeak. Who says cats aren't as entertaining as dogs? (and yes, the squeak is fixed and it's safe to use the bathroom once again.)
