Later Than I Thought

I got to the parish office at my usual morning time (6:15 a.m.)  I was quite proud of myself, just coming home from vacation yesterday afternoon.  I did office work before the 8:30 a.m. school Mass.

After the school Mass, I did some more office work and then went on some errands, including picking up a prescription from Walgreens.  When I got back, I told my secretary that I was quite pleased with myself as I was powering through the day.  I told her that I expected that I would crash and burn around Noon.

Noon came and went and I was still finishing catching up on work from the two weeks I was gone on vacation.  I even met with a few walk in visitors.

I made it later than I thought I would.  However, around 2:30 p.m., it was like the walls of fatigue started closing in on me and I knew a crash was coming soon.  So I told the secretary that I was going to leave for the day and came back to the house.  I sat in my recliner for a while and felt a rush of fatigue come in.  However, I resisted it.  I wanted to make sure that I slept well through the night and knew that if I took any kind of nap, a peaceful sleep throughout the night would only be a dream and not a reality.

Now, however, I’m ready to call it quits for the day.  As St. Paul once wrote, I fought the good fight.  I ran the race.  And I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.  (That last sentence was mine, not St. Paul’s.) 🙂

Anyway, declaring a complete surrender, I now turn myself over to the sandman.

g’night

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