I am coming to realize that I am mediocre. I may be intelligent, but my life falls short of what I wanted. I may have two Masters degrees but I am not the go get teacher librarian I always pictured, working with teachers to create all kinds of lesson plans and working with them and the kids. It is unlikely that I will ever teach at the college level and even my book reviews are not great-though I hope to work on that with practice. But I am ok, for the most part, with this. I have a great family life, a pleasant roof over my head, and a job to go to everyday, so we can live comfortably, even if it is always on the edge.