confusedI am not nearly so smart.
Social obligations tomorrow: not one but two parties. Blanche even called the office today to persuade me, since I responded to her eVite with a "maybe." Apparently she bought me a pumpkin, is making desserts Martha Stewart-style, and promises that there will be many women and few men there. Quite a sales job— not sure if I'm excited or a little creeped out.
Beyond that, so much to think about, to pray about. Dear Lord, I don't want to hurt anyone. God doesn't need to show me His plan, but I sure wonder. Walking today in faith is hard.
