It has to get better eventually
2014 was not a good year. Almost as a common experience, the year was rough for most people I interact with regularly. Emotionally, 2014 broke something in me, and I'm trying to hold the pieces together long enough to heal. There's no real short way to summarize the events of the past year beyond overwhelming and chaotic. I started the year newly unemployed, after a brief tenure in a fantastic new job before the position was suddenly eliminated a week before Christmas. The library employment market, particularly for a technology focused librarian, is limited. Even non-professional library employment postings receive 70-100 applications, many from MLS graduates. On the bright side, I started securing bits of variable employment here and there, and if push came to shove, I could live off my savings for some period of time. Then my partner's grandfather was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and in February my parent's home suffered from a chimney fire. I started