- the idea of rescue - I wrote a personal essay on this topic Sunday afternoon...
- that walmart at Christmas, even late at night, when it should be slow, is always a bad idea. I was there for 40 minutes last night. 20 minutes of that was standing in line to pay. And they didn't have most of what I needed to buy.
- 11 work days left before Malta. Crazy.
- if I lived in a city with great public transportation and a good climate (does such a city exist?) I'd wear skirts year round, and never drive anywhere again. Walking is very therapeutic.
- as per usual for this time of year at work, there are dozens of little projects on my desk, all urgent, and all being delayed by the slow response times of others, and I'm feeling the pressure to get them done before Christmas, and particularly before Malta.
- I'm having dinner with a friend tonight, but am looking forward to being home relatively early for a change.
- tea is almost always a good idea
- need to make decisions about a couple of upcoming things. things that make me nervous. need to spend some time sitting quietly in the next few days praying through those decisions.
- need some slow time for my brain to catch up to my body and soul - I'm dreaming every night again, the same dream for a whole night, in repetition, with different dreams every night. Not the spiritually significant sort of dreams that I sometimes have, but lots about the stuff of daily life, the stuff I'm thinking about. And lots of airports. Air travel seems to be a theme in my dreams - in the significant ones and the non-significant ones.
- mandarin oranges are a gift of god. even though I'm allergic to them, and they make my skin hyper-sensitive and hyper-reactive. How can you have Christmas without mandarins?
- the phones at work rang off the hook yesterday. Renewal season in progress, and grumpy policy holders and representatives are calling to tell us what we're doing wrong!
- and with that, there are things on my desk that rather desperately need attention, but first, I need to make a cup of tea!
See ya later!
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