It amuses me to use Miscellaneous as a blogging category, because it points up how many of my days fall into the "pudding without a theme" classification.
I call it a semi-holiday because while we slept in (The Princess is still sleeping, in fact.) and are in no rush this morning, I must attend a meeting with the Trustees this evening, requiring the donning of my game face. It’s a week heavy on meetings, three of which are in conflict with each other on Wednesday. I have not yet determined how to be in Old Mill Town, City By the Sea and Far-Off Village Where Interim Ministers Meet for meetings at 9, 11 and 10 on the same morning. I’ll be in Old Mill Town, discussing church activities and a possible mission fundraiser with the Women’s Fellowship, since I meet with the church’s Mission Committee later on the same day.
Another reminder that this is a work day for some: our beloved dog walker arrived for Molly and Sam at the usual time. This is one of those Monday Holidays that is not a slam-dunk for the entire world, and she spends the whole day juggling dogs whose people have to work with dogs whose people are away and remembering not to go to dogs whose people are home (or going to dogs whose people are, in my case, and I was not sorry to see her, not one little bit).
Meanwhile, I have some goals for this day.
While The Princess continues her enchanted rest, I will:
fold towels look at next Sunday’s lectionary put in some laundry look ahead at texts for the next few weeks and see how they tie in with Stewardship(marginally, as it turns out, but that won’t stop us) fold more laundry(there will be even more to come, however)
- write a skit for next Sunday having to do with Time and Talent, to include our Wednesday Wizards (retired gents who volunteer around the church every week) and a tall ladder symbolizing our Stewardship theme, The Year of the Stre-e-e-etch.
Later we must:
buy proper rain gear for The Princess, who is going with the 7th grade to a leadership camp Wednesday through Friday
- peruse the blue jeans at a store for big gals that, unbelievably and supposedly, carries petite lengths — not so much now that I’ve paid for all the very successful shopping for The Princess. Maybe next week.
celebrate in a small way that my jeans are too loose at the same time imagining a day when I won’t shop at the store for big gals(did this, nevertheless) take the dogs out again before I leave for work and make a walk with Sam my exercise for the day (as my knee and the Health Rider are still not on speaking terms, but walking seems to be okay)Well, kind of. Sam and I went. Molly is horribly lame and I’m debating what to do with her.
Meanwhile, I ponder my future. Discernment goes on, in the midst of the Miscellaneous.This house now feels big instead of just right. What will my next job be, and when will it be time to go there? What, really, does God have in store for me? I have some hints, but many things need to happen first before anything will feel assured.
What are you doing today?