The Christmas season is certainly a special time of the year. I never know quite where I may find myself – standing in the freezing cold outside some Bainbridge apartment as dozens of police swarm the scene, or hunching between the seats of an elementary school concert taking holiday photographs.

Though Christmas tends to bounce the extremes back and forth more for me, between my routine mayhem reporting duties and good will charity, it’s never the same day twice at The Evening Sun.

Jumping at 24-hour internals throughout last week, at around 2:30 p.m., I recalled what I was up to each particular day.

Sitting in Chenango County Criminal Court on Monday, putting the final touches on the New Berlin Gazette on Tuesday, at the scene of a car versus doctor’s office Wednesday, sorting pictures of an earlier Bainbridge standoff with police Thursday, meeting with volunteers for a Christmas food drive Friday, navigating the throngs at Crossgates Mall in Albany on Saturday and then watching Trans-Siberian Orchestra perform live on stage Sunday. (The last two are personal activities.)

In some of the more hectic of days as a reporter, you’ll find yourself covering four or five completely different subjects in an eight-hour period. Sometimes I feel like a completely different person showing up from one event to the next, depending on what I may be doing.

Take today for example. My agenda ahead includes pictures of area Christmas decorations, collecting the criminal court indictments, adding recent police arrests to the blotter, Progress business story scheduling, put the last touches on the Gazette and then calling about a weekend performance and fundraiser. Oh right, and let’s not forget about writing this editorial column.

There is no doubt about it, this job is an interesting one. Every day I have the opportunity to come to work and learn about a whole new subject – actually it’s typically demanded in order to write competently.

Although the subject matter isn’t always what you’d prefer, like learning the intricacies of our local waste water treatment (dorky and fascinating) or the exact circumstance of a sex crime (vivid and disturbing). On the other hand you develop a keen sense of how the different bodies of government operate and a functioning understanding of your rights under the law.

Being a reporter in our small town has granted me access to things my counterparts in larger areas will never have and a trust only close communities share. Calling any local official, for example, and expecting to talk to them in the next hour, seeing behind the scenes of a police murder investigation or sitting in on an off-the-record court conference.