Librarians are supposed to be these masters of organization, steel traps through which no amount of chaos shall pass. They create order out of the mess of human communication. As a librarian, I love order: most of what librarians spend their days doing is organizing, and that appeals to me immensely. Not only do I love it, I consider myself pretty good at it.
So I can’t really explain what I found when I went to get a circular needle for the lining of my Wallpaper Cowl. Out of a couple dozen needles, three were in their pouches. The rest were just jumbled together in the larger zippy bag they live in.
I quickly rectified the situation, or at least, I attempted to. The picture above shows what I had when I was “finished.” Three pouches and two circulars, none of which belong together. This is extremely puzzling, because the larger circular is brand new, so the pouch shouldn’t have had time to go astray. And I have four circulars currently in use, which makes the discrepancy even larger.
So I basically have no idea what happened. I swear I’m looking for the missing needles–and pouches!. Please don’t take away my librarian license.