It is being a challenging week. Emotionally and literally. I am really missing Jopa and Scott and Jimmy. I get to see them so seldom and when they are here I don't seem to get to know them well enough at all. Jeff I get to see more frequently; he is having car and job troubles and it is hard to know how to be positive, loving, and supportive. He is doing wonderfully well in the positive department. A role model for many.
Monday. What happened to Monday? I don't quite remember. There was Spanish class. I remember that. And I did not do too badly. But now I am supposed to be preparing an essay for NEXT Monday and, damn, it's half way here and I haven't even started. I guess I had better make that part of the weekend priority.
My deskmate at work went home violently ill on Tuesday and I was left with the wondering if I was next. So far not. And she was better on Thursday. Bill seems to be getting better also. Such a long slow healing. Of course, the fall down the stairs on Christmas Eve did not help his other health problems. His cough and lack of energy seem to be on the mend. That's uplifting for me. I was beginning to get VERY dragged down by his slow recovery.
Wednesday evening was the gathering of the two Episcopal congregations that worship at Grace. At our "1st Wednesday" gathering, I experienced a Bible study that went sour. Have never experienced that before and it has left me with a very uneasy feeling. I am still trying to work through all of that.
Going into the weekend I am looking forward to the gathering of the new Shawl Ministry -- maybe some solace and peace. And then Bill and I will take off for an adventure just for the two of us. Maybe a picture taking opp or maybe an IKEA shopping tour. I am really needing a decent chair. We'll see.
Life is interesting. Life is good. Bring on the weekend.
