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Smooth Sunday (well, mostly...)

Been a while since I wrote outside. Night air is chilly on my sandaled and stockinged feet, but they are still comfortable. This is the footwear of leisure time, something I have come to covet.

Worship services went blessedly smoothly, with people showing up for duties and me being able to relax a bit and enjoy fellowship. The morning curve ball was calling the office voice mail and hearing "you have twenty-nine new messages." Twenty-nine?!? I had just been to the office yesterday and checked it then, so how was this possible? The first message was from late September, so I assumed that something had gone wrong with the system and resurrected old messages. Then I realized that I had never heard that message before. Nor the next one. Nor the next. I was both amused and aghast upon realizing that I hadn't retrieved messages since the end of September because our new message notification (that little broken dialtone when I pick up the line) had somehow been turned off. Yeah, that's me— administrative guru. Now I have a list of messages to return and people to apologize to. Thankfully, nothing earth-shattering or heartbreaking.

Oh, and Blanche brought me homemade salsa. Blessed.

Will likely take tomorrow off and go in Tuesday, my usual day off, instead. Since it's Columbus Day (we still celebrate this?), banks and postal services will be shut down, eliminating half or more of my usual Monday routine.

Now that my feet are numb, I'm going inside. You win, elements.


I'm picturing you hooking up your entire computer system to an outlet outside and sitting there on the curb as you type your journal entry. Then again, it's completely possible that you own a palm pilot or a cell phone with such capabilities. Or you may have simply written in a pocket-size notebook and typed it up a few minutes after coming in from the cold. Or, you own some sidewalk chalk and scribbled your message on the cement or concrete. Then you copied it down from the reflected window view from your computer. The other possibility is the most likely: you joined a livejournal gang and sprayed your entry all over buildings. Then you copied it into your journal by looking at the picture of your work in the local paper. I believe the article is entitled "Cold-footed Gang Member Takes Monday Off". Am I right? Then again, this ridiculous response might not be funny or worth the time I put into it! :) Now get back on the phone and call those poor people!!
Thankfully, I have an iBook and an LJ client that lets me write now and post later. Your theory is more entertaining, however!


Haha! thanks. I completely forgot the iBook and LJ client possibilities. Technology these days....don't get me started! (what?)

Sorry I left so soon.

This headache won't go away.