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Sunday Something

So I actually made it to church this morning. I got home from work, crashed, and made it back up in time.

Sometimes it’s the little things that reinforce my belief in miracles.

I had been asked a few weeks ago to speak at a Sunday service. It was during one of the follow up meetings to the “I of the Storm” class that I had taken last year.

And, well, January was a phenomenal month. And I’ve become an obnoxiously happy, bright and shiny person despite my best efforts.

So they want me to speak.

Me, speaking in front of people? Are they out of their ever-loving mind?

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Sunday Something: Weird Places

I think I’ve managed to come up with yet another temporary solution to a temporary problem. The problem is my not attending church as regularly as I’d like due to extreme fatigue by the time Sunday morning rolls around. I’d either stay awake during the space between work and church, only to fall asleep during meditation, or fall asleep before church, not setting the alarm to wake up since I feel hungover with just a little bit of sleep.

The solution, at least for now (and as often as the alarm actually goes off) is to go straight home, crash for about an hour and a half, and get back up for the service. However, I found that once I made the resolution to do that, I don’t feel hungover.

Funny how that works.

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I Took a Break

I went to a Christmas-slash-surprise Housewarming party last night, and really had a great time.

Until the end of the party, really, but that’s getting ahead of myself.

I wasn’t going to go. It is, after all Hell Week, and although I finished a draft of my huge fawkin’ Harriet Jacobs paper, I still had plenty, plenty, plenty to do.

But I figured I’d start the second one afterwards. Just stay an hour, drink some good coffee, do a good deed.

It was almost three hours before I left.

It was a church party, almost. It was select members of the church, apparently, at a Christmas party that doubled as a surprise housewarming party for a lady who just got an apartment here.

Two years later, and getting an apartment is still a huge, huge deal.

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Sunday Serendipity and other good Somethings

So there I was, talking on the phone about 3:00 am this morning, in between swallowing big chunks of Shelley and Byron with my not-quite-five-hour-old coffee. All three are better with hazelnut, for the record.

“Are you going to church this morning?” she asked. I knew she wanted to do breakfast.

I told her no. I was wiped. I made my commitment of making every Sunday in August, and it’s been a long (but wonderful) week. I realized as I was walking down the hall that I was actually walking with my eyes closed.

Definitely no church. Unless, I told her, by some divine intervention I happened to wake up in time, because I was crashing as soon as I jumped in the billion-thread-count-sheetless bed.

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