The clocks are lying to me

Categories: church, life, decisions

Date: 29 March 2009 21:17:55

Groans....

So, the day started with me being awake at 5.00 a.m. which in real time meant I was awake at 4.00a.m.

So, now when I'm normally winding down for a couple of hours to myself and relaxing, I've unwound at a rapid rate, and am good for nothing but sleep.

I think an extra long Annual Parochial General Meeting has aided the zombified feeling. As has the arrival of a visitor, who I'm going to have to talk to in some depth, and the impending new round of discussions.

We will draw a veil over what on earth happened during one of today's hymns. I love "St Patrick's Breastplate" but I have never in my life got so lost in it! Nor had to deal with such recalcitrant hymnbooks that would not stay open on the organ stand! (I had three of them!) It didn't help that I wasn't really today's organist, but got asked last minute if I could play for just that one hymn. So, I didn't really get warmed up properly.

I wonder if "directing and organising with much enthusiasm and energy" is a euphemism for bossy?