Life Begins Again

Today was a “new day” for me.  Yesterday, as you may remember, I took off to myself so that I could begin the process of recovering from the five days of our annual parish festival.  (I know I’m getting older, by the way.  I would not have needed to do that several years ago.)  I did a lot of nothing yesterday, just a lot of inane things, and then went to bed early.  It felt so good to hit the sack.  I slept for ten hours, if you can believe that.

Today, it was “business as usual”.  I woke up a little after 6:00 a.m. ready to go.  I had the 8:30 a.m. Mass and then worked in my office all day.  I had a building meeting with our contractor, engineer, and architect as well as other staff members and committee members at 4:00 p.m.  We typically meet on Mondays at 4:00 p.m. but the contractor asked us to move it to Tuesday this week.  With post-festival, I sure didn’t complain about the move.

At 6:30 p.m., I went over to the chapel to reserve the Blessed Sacrament.  Every Tuesday, we have exposition and adoration of the Blessed Sacrament.  At 6:30 p.m., we have a closing service and put the Eucharist away in the tabernacle.

When I finished that, I came back to the house and sat out on my back deck.  I was listening to a very noisy neighbor (I have a bird house hanging on the deck and momma bird was complaining at my presence.)  I also watched baseball practice and a game in the field right next to our yard.

Tomorrow, I am taking my day off and going to my condo in Michigan City.  I haven’t been there for over a month and want to take the time to go and relax.

All in all, life is good.  It is back on an even keel and going along at a pace I can handle.  I probably just jinxed myself writing that but, if that’s the case, so be it.

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