I used to work literally steps away from a branch of the local library (the branch shared our building). I loved it, and made great use of it’s convenient location – I always had piles of books checked out, and I’d reserve books constantly. The ease of finding them in their online catalog and placing a request on it, to then have it arrive at what was basically my door? Glorious.
I don’t work there any more, and I’ve had to retrain myself and my library reserve habits. Now I have to carefully plan when I’ll put books on reserve; with only visiting the library every three weeks it requires precision timing so that reserves don’t expire before I can pick them up (incurring much sadness from me, plus a $2 fine per book.)
What hasn’t changed is the rush I get walking into the library and picking up my holds – [Read more…]