The dogs are playing and tumbling on the floor. The sun is shining for what seems like the first time in forever! We expect temps in the 50's today, lows in the 30's tonight - good Christmas weather, I think. (It's supposed to get to 74 on Friday; let's not talk about that for Boxing Day atmosphere...)
Ken is very sick with a chesty cold. He has three services to sing tonight, but at this point I can't see him getting out of bed, much less out of the house. He broke down and went to the doctor yesterday, which tells me how exceptionally bad he was feeling and how much he wants to be well to participate tonight. Please keep him in your prayers. I myself have gotten a little sniffly and throat scratchy, but I think it might just be all the dust from packing the office...
And on that note, finished with the office yesterday. Left it for the last time. Very strange. I have only worked in two places in my professional life, so the last 21 years have been spent in two office suites; the one in January will make the third. I know this makes me a complete anomaly, but there it is.
My house is very pile-y. I hope to approach some of that today (I first wrote "attack" but I really don't want to do anything that violent...).
I have cookies to make for the between-services buffet tonight - for the altar party and choir. A few gifts to wrap. Dogs to play with in the front yard (they LOVE the front yard!!) A spouse to cosset. Two services to sing (7 and 11). A good day.
Even so, Lord Jesus, quickly come!
