On Friday night, I got a diffuser attachment at Sally's after convincing about four women in the hair appliance aisle at WalMart that I'd driven past where Sally's had been located and it was gone. No doubt they walked out of the building, glanced to their right and realized that I'm a total dingbat. Good thing that they're total strangers. Then, I came home and had a meltdown. The Chief reassurred me that it would get better in about six months; that rally speech was encouraging. I then headed over to the Y and had an excellent run. I felt so much lighter afterwards.
On Saturday, I woke up at 4:30 and FBed some people Happy Birthdays and wrote a to do list. Then, I went back to bed. I got up and proceeded to drink coffee, listen to NPR and "meditate" on nothing in particular. "Meditate" sounds much better than "sit dazed". Then I prepped for the talk about spiritual direction that I gave later that day. It was closer to a "brain drain" than say "an organized lecture". But, maybe somebody got something out of it. It was so cool to be up front and not have to hush anybody or write names on the board or refuse somebody the right to go to the water fountain.
Then I went to the Greek Festival with H. We had a great time catching up. It was so nice to spend time with her: we chatted about sewing, small groups, work, goals, her triathalon, my marathon, my jeans (I obsessed a bit just because I was excited), boys. We chuckled at the Paper Skyscraper. We had a good time.
Today I tried out the Anglican Church and my hair diffuser. Because of the diffuser and my lack of early morning pluck I was fifteen minutes late, but it was a long service. I sat between two very hospitable people: A from Ghana gave me his bulletin which I missed and L explained the history of the church and communicated that the pastor was an itenerant. I recognized the youth pastor from Regent. I think I freaked him out a teensy bit because he didn't place me.
Afterwards, I went to earthfare to gobble down lunch and do some work. Lo and behold, there was live music and free wifi in the cafe starting at 11 am or so. Rock on.
Then I got some organizational supplies from SpaceSavers, but I took to long deciding because I was late to my writing group. It was good to see the ladies. And the time writing proved fruitful because I came up with the Reagan-esque phrase: "trickle-down education".
Since coming home I've run, meditated/journaled (for real this time) and planned for next week.
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