Sitting all quietly in my office at MH & U, waiting to see whether anybody (else) shows up for the 10 a.m. Holy Communion... I rather suspect NOT, but the service wasn't officially cancelled, so the door is unlocked and the sign is out and the lights are on.
Frankly this morning I'd be not at all disappointed to say the Ante-Communion fairly rapidly and then skibble homeward and back into the Rambler Nest on the living-room couch.
Last night I think I found the perfect televisual accompaniment to dozing off and rousing up with a thick cold -- all three sections of That's Entertainment on Turner Classic Movies. Something very soporific about the rattle of tap shoes; and no problems with loss of continuity during periods of unconsciousness!
OK. I just heard somebody sneeze in the church. Best I go set the altar!
3 comments:
You're a better woman than I, Gunga Dhin. All those post Christmas Holy days have slipped through the net for me this year, without any excuse beyond sheer indolence and a deep conviction that nobody would actually appear. But it did feel wrong, so I must devise a strategy that keeps both conscience, family and weary body happy next time round.
Hope you're feeling a little better now, yourself?
Well...I've been in your shoes....and I also hope you are feeling better....
Hope your happy new year continues. Also hope you're feeling okay.
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