Tomorrow I start back full time at work again. I think I'm naturally a full-time worker: I feel I've been cramming a full-time job into half the hours for the last 18 months (and of course hanging out with DD is a full-time job in its own right).
685,000 objects (not to mention the team of 12) sometimes feels like a disabilitating responsibility but it's the displays that both inspire me and drive me to despair. I don't have the perfectionist gene and generally I think that's a good thing.
I loved Alicia's post yesterday about how it's the little things in life that make up 'society'. Museums are stuffed full of the big things: the expensive, the exhibition pieces, the wedding dresses, the medals, the ceremonial mayorial items. The challenge is to use these to draw out the details of life.
Mind you, tomorrow I'll probably get embroiled in some car parking problem... :)