I think I’m skipping church tonight. I know, I know, it’s only a 10-week class, you’d think I could bring myself to go to all of them unless I fell ill. And I would to this week, if. If I weren’t so tired, especially since there’s an all-staffing meeting tomorrow, I have to answer phones part of the day, and then go to a wedding back home this weekend with family I haven’t seen in at least 3 years; I’d prefer to be a little more chipper and awake. If tonight’s scheduled topic weren’t “how and why to read the Bible,” which I took several courses on in college and have taught several youth groups how to do. If the meals hadn’t been so… uninspiring as to motivate me to regularly get lunch on Wednesdays after 3, so that I am in no means hungry for the meal (sorry, but it really hasn’t been that delicious, regardless of how much everyone else praises the cook). And lastly, if from start to finish the night didn’t take three-plus hours. Dinner at six, then a video, then small group, which gets out by 8:30, but there’s the walk to and from, and usually a stop at Walgreens on my way home (because I’m already in the neighborhood, so why not).

Instead, I think I might go home, change into some comfortable clothes (including shoes, because while the ones I’m wearing today are cute and look unassuming, they are, in fact, trying to remove all of the skin from my heels, and I just don’t think I can handle much more of it), and walk myself over to Walgreens to get the gel and curl spray for my hair that I didn’t know I had run out of until this morning. And then I will get home, eat some dinner, pack my bags for the weekend, paint my nails (if motivated), and fall asleep. Hopefully all by nine. This might mean no more caffeine for the rest of the day. It would probably be wise. And maybe some herbal tea. I know, I’m an old woman. Don’t make me hit you with my walker.

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