Thank Goodness It's Friday, Except for the Twelve Things That Need To Get Done

It has been a busy week chez Mibi. Two days of convocation at Big Old Seminary (hearing some great lectures, seeing some old friends) and then a day of Fresh Start about 40 miles south of here (an ongoing conference that meets monthly for new clergy in the diocese, whether freshly ordained or new to their calls here). Waiting on next steps for the job north of here, although I did get my background check packet from them. PH had an interview for a job possibility in that neck of the woods - wouldn't it be lovely if we both found our calls at roughly the same time and in the same area? I'm trying hard not to fantasize about the possibility, but it would be nice.

The sermon is about 80% done, and I'm still not sure how I'm going to approach the Adult Forum (I'm the middle of the sandwich of sessions that began last week and will end next week) on "Ministry is Not Just For Ministers." Ah, well, I'll come up with something.

I'm feeling sorta tired today, despite a good night's sleep and a long lovely walk in the warm-ish autumn sunshine. It may just be the thought of packing, or the thought of still not knowing what the future holds, or it may just be the reasonable tiredness of a busy week, with lots of traveling, lots of phone calls, lots of stuff to do. I will try to honor Monday as a holiday, and not fill it up with the things that need tending for the coming week, but since I will be on Clergy Retreat Tues-Thurs, it may be a challenge.

Speaking of compulsive overachievers, how 'bout that Nobel Peace Prize? Will it help Obama or hurt him? Pretty remarkable thing.

I think I'll take a nap now.