My sister and I are just coming off an unfun pothole in our relationship.
My in-laws’ health is steadily declining… and yet their stubborness, judgements and demands remain steadfast.
Although I planned ahead, I once again was side-swiped by the January bulletins I have to do so I can be away on vacation. I always forget those until it is crunch time for all of the other stuff too. Long story short: I am doing/have done 8 bulletins in 2 weeks (this means planning worship too, not just doing the paperwork).
My new Administrative Assistant is just that, new… and this is not her calling.
We just received notice that the MAIN PRESENT for all of our relatives WILL NOT BE HERE FOR CHRISTMAS. I ordered them mid-November.
The Session (our church’s governing body) is having a meeting forced on us by three of them who met with the family who left.
The informational packets they handed out are ten pages long.
The meeting is set for Thursday night.
That’s right. December 22nd.
Today I had a massage (I pre-scheduled it two months ago. The January bulletins snuck up on me, but the tension did not).
Tomorrow I will meet a friend for afternoon coffee.
Thursday I will bake comfort food with my Mom and sister. .. and eat it hot out of the oven.
Friday is dinner and a movie with Tall, Dark and Husband.
Saturday is Christmas Eve. I love Christmas Eve.
Sunday I already have a relaxed worship service planned, complete with Baptism.
Monday we leave on vacation.
I. Shall. Not. Be. Defeated.