Sun, June 3
... Sunday Morning Blues
I really don't want to be here. *gasp* I can hear the shock in all of your voices. Alida, not wanting to be at church, her second home, the place she loves more than anywhere else?! Yes, you heard correctly. This morning, I really don't want to be here. I'm sick (still), and it's not enough to keep me in bed, but it's enough to make me pretty miserable. I'm doing kids' church this morning (which means that I won't get to be in a "real" service again), which will be good, but I could have gotten Ellen to do it for me. I don't particularly want to be "social" today; I'd rather just mope around on my own. But, I am leading kids' church, and I would hate for Ellen to have to do both services, and Holly said something about possibly being in Calgary this weekend. And if she is, there's a chance she might be at church, which makes it worth coming just for that slim chance. Those are the two things that brought me here this morning. The responsible, duty-bound, caring, considerate me won out over the lazy, sick, apathetic me, and so here I am.
And it's noisy out there, which means that the first service is over, and it's time for me to go face the masses... I was going to write more, but I guess that has to wait until later.
infinite || abyss
posted at 10:13 a.m.