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Working in the library

  Tuesday (Nov, 21) evening, a woman, a regular visitor, called the library. And she said, “Oh, I am glad that it's you!". The phrase I managed to say into the phone was: “Good evening, Wilks Library.” And the woman recognized me. Well, of course, you can not hear me or not understand me, but it is impossible not to recognize my accent.😅 Especially since I'm the only one in all of New Bedford libraries. And also for the entire library network (SAILS) of our region, which includes 70 libraries. To be honest, at such moments I feel in my place. “Such” minutes are when people know that I will make every effort and use all available databases to help them (most often it's ordering books). Working with books, a love of reading is what many people think about working in a library. In fact, it is customer service (communicating with visitors, the ability to use a PC, knowing how and where to look for information, which means loving Google, the desire to help, not forgetting ...

Unstable November

  Sunday, Nov 19th, 2023 The longer I don't write, the easier it is not to write. I got too carried away with my hobbies. But things are happening, and I want to document them.  November is here, a few  days before Thanksgiving.  The weather is… typical (what is typical now for November in New England?).  It seems that everything is unstable now, and so is the weather. In Tomsk, one day it rained and 46°F, and the next day it snowed and 14°F.  Usually at this time of the year in Tomsk, the outdoor temperature would not rise above freezing, and snow doesn’t melt.  Here, it was sunny and warm (sweatshirt warm) today, and it will drop below freezing at night.  The world is unstable too. You don't need to watch the news to know that.  However, there are (meaning my life) a few stable thingsб or I should say several:  -we have to go to work still -we are getting older every day -busyness -holidays (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year) ...

Birthday, Boston, May, 2021

  “Nothing is more exhausting than waiting for a train, especially when you’re lying on the rails” -  Don Aminado I was sitting on the asphalt and installing an app on my phone to pay for parking in Middleboro / Lakeville. It all started when Daniel agreed to come to Boston with me. I learned a long time ago that husbands, even the best ones, can’t read minds. That’s why I always tell Daniel what I want for my birthday. This year, I just wanted to spend a day with him, like walking around Boston. Daniel agreed. And I decided to combine business with pleasure. First, I wanted to learn how to go to Boston by train (I always used to go by bus), and second, to buy delicious food in a Russian store. We began to prepare, each in his own way. I found out the train schedule, embroidered a hoodie with stars, shortened a long T-shirt, covered my nails with gel polish, made a mask for my hair, and prepared two backpacks. Daniel was in heavy mode, sawing stones and laying out the sidewal...

Finally Boston again

  My sister has been tormenting me for the last couple of weeks, telling me she was cooking buckwheat.  The thing is buckwheat is my favorite porridge. In the US, I could only buy it in Russian stores. I know one of them in Boston (there are several stores, but I know just one). And there are a few other products that I would like to buy. Daniel was wondering if I could order some groceries to be delivered. No way. First of all, I like Boston. Then I want to select my groceries right in the store. And I need to practice my driving, not to Boston though. I drove to the Middleboro/ Lakeville train station. Daniel and I had already gone to Boston by train once before .  This time I went by myself, alone.  This is actually convenient:  I can change my mind and not go anywhere or change the time of leaving home. Of course, there is no one to take a picture of me, but it’s ok. Having a companion doesn’t mean that you get nice photos.  Anyway, I arrived in Middleb...

Off-season

  If Karen can do it for her dog, I can do it for my husband. You know what? Remove the sucking tick! November 1st. Evening. Waiting for frost, we picked tomatoes, managed before the dark, picked up all of them, even green ones.  Three hours later, I was pulling the tick out of Daniel with my bare hands, praying that he comes out completely. The removal of the tick was successful. And what to do with it now? Daniel said: in the toilet. In Russia, there are special medical centers in the summer, where you can bring a tick and test your blood for diseases. Of course, by November they are closed to be reopened in the spring during the tick-borne activity season. Daniel rightly believes that the ticks season is over in New Bedford. But apparently the ticks do not agree with this and feel comfortable in our yard. By the way, the expected frosts were not so cold, only 30°F. So, please, be careful when working in the yard.